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Secrets in the hands of a man like him, had the power to destroy, causing the maximum amount of collateral damage in its wake. “Our marriage was nothing but a political arrangement which has already served its purpose. I know that Hugo has undermined several of your contracts and in turn stolen money from your pockets. But I know you’re well aware of all those particulars, Mr. Ambrov. I know we’d both benefit from his downfall.”

Originally, Lila was supposed to return a year later, and Luke would somehow break through her defenses, becoming the book’s secondary couple. Now, everything had been thrown into chaos by her little butterfly effect. Elaine had returned early, and the arranged marriage had been brought forward abruptly. But what if some attractions were fated? If the inevitable chemistry was meant to happen, why not bring it forward? Perhaps this was the key to breaking the arranged marriage. I suddenly looked up at him, my eyes burning with determination. "What if we could dismantle the marriage from within?" I propped myself up slightly, my green dress slipping down to reveal my slender legs.

But letting go of that dream was also going to hurt like hell. Amber had been clinging to a fairytale version of Grayson and her living happy ever after for a while now. A perfect beautiful family, a beautiful life in that white marble tower. But some fairytales were never meant to last. And this was where the Cinderella-esq love story of Amberleigh Dubois and Grayson Godwin ended. Time to close that fucking book once and for all.

I felt so terrible because how come I'm just realizing that I was already blessed with a caring wife. Aria has asked me multiple times when our divorce paper will be done, and I kept telling her it's going to be ready in a month, but the truth is that it is already set, but I can't just tell her, not yet. How do I even break it to Aria that I don't want a divorce? I want her. This couple of weeks she's made me realize love can be so unpredictable and maybe sometimes arranged marriage do work out. Jessica walked in, interrupting me from my thoughts. I sighed. What does she want this time?

He took in her beautiful black eyes, ski slope nose and pink, plum lips before his eyes ran down her neck and fell on the crystal, white, pearl necklace which was resting limply on her exposed cleavage. Alex locked his eyes on thispart for a long time and it seemed as if he wasn't going to take his eyes away from that part. He heavily sighed after a long time and thought "So, this is the wife that I'm going to marry. Oh my God. I'm so lucky!"

' Don't forget there will be; Aurora's story, Isabella's story and; Mario's story. Please stay stunned. I should have written Aurora's story after Arranged to marry the enemy but I need a break from the Mafia setting. I need to write normal romance to get myself in check. Arranged to marry the enemy took a lot of researches, my thinking and my time. (I used to years to write the novel. My bad!) But it's worth it. Thank you for your patience and support.

He leaned into her face and placed soft pecks on her lips after every word, “You…[peck]... deserve…[peck]...a man…[peck]...like…[peck]...me…[peck]” “Is that so? What's in it for me?” She giggled. “Well… I'm a gentleman and I'll give you mind-blowing sex, every fucking day.” Richard shrugged with a smile. Solene frowned, “I'd love that but… I'm married to Charles. I'm your sister in-law” “Then let's make him your brother in-law” Richard pushed up and sat beside her. Solene sat up after him, eyes wide in realization. “Is that possible? Divorce your husband and marry his twin brother?” she asked herself.

She sprinted back over to the couch and cracked open the pretzels. “Eleanor Harris, are you shitting me?” she said, half joking, half serious. I shrugged, reaching for the pretzels. “I wish I was.” “To who?” Sydney asked, completely focused on me now. “You’re not even dating anyone!” “I haven’t met him yet,” I admitted. “It’s an arranged marriage.” Sydney was speechless. I knew all too well what she was feeling because I was feeling those exact emotions when my father broke the news to me.

I asked, my voice tinged with desperation. “It was his last wish,” he replied, pursing his lips. I couldn’t get more irritated. What psychopath wishes his nephew would get married to someone in his place? And what fool accept to get married to a stranger because it was his uncle's last wish? “Look, from what I have gathered up until now, we were both tricked into this marriage. I will write off your father’s debt and grant you a divorce because I don’t wish to live under the same roof as a lying and thieving person like you.”