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She isn't just a bride; she’s the reckoning. She descends the stairs, her eyes locked on Sebastian. He looks up, a shark-like grin spreading across his face. "Ah, the blushing bride," Sebastian calls out, his voice booming through the hollow penthouse. "Come, Olivia. Let’s talk about your father. I’ve been dying to tell you a story about how he really spent his final days." As Olivia reaches the bottom step, she sees Aiden emerging from the shadow of the hallway, his face a mask of cold fury. He looks from his father to Olivia, his hand tightening into a fist.

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Sarah is looking at herself ,she is sitting in front of the mirror .She is wearing red color lehnga ,she is getting ready to become his bride .She is wearing everything who a bride wear on her special day except smile .Why she will smile ,when she is going to suffer whole life because of this forceful marriage .

This, this chaos, this laughter, this home, it’s everything I never knew I wanted. Once, I bought a bride. Now, I live every day grateful that love can’t be bought, only found, nurtured, and kept alive. And this life, is the only deal I’ll never regret. *** THE END!

Victoria had prepared a video recording of the family's advice and well wishes, to welcome Hailey as the new bride. The large curved projection opened, but instead of the elegant piano music expected, a deafening rock drumbeat filled the air. On the screen, a chaotic dance party unfolded, with the words "All Night Manor" sparkling on the DJ stage. "All Night Manor?" Natalie was shocked. If she wasn't mistaken, this was from the night of Adrian's bachelor party. She had planned to record a video of Adrian, but Oliver had dragged her away. It wasn't a fond memory, and Natalie's face darkened as she avoided looking at Oliver.

And all of it was captured by the high-definition cameras hidden in the corners of the church, streaming live to our partnered platform back home. … The chaos in the church finally ended when Anna suddenly collapsed. Panic erupted again. The wail of an ambulance grew louder as it approached. But when Victor tried to swipe his card to pay the deposit, the screen flashed error after error: frozen, invalid. Every account under his name had already been locked down before the wedding. Through my lawyer friend, I had applied for asset preservation and frozen them all. "How can this be?" Sweat poured down Victor's face as he shouted into the phone at customer service, only to be met with a cold, s

Smiled. “Instead,” he said, stepping back, “I’ve asked someone else to be my bride.” My knees nearly gave way but I stood still, every cell in my body screaming. Out of the crowd, she stepped forward. Clarissa. My sister. Wearing my dress. "Liam," I breathed. "What are you doing?" He didn’t answer me. He extended his hand, to her. “Clarissa, love, come here.” And just like a rehearsed pageantry, she strode down the red carpet, a smile carved on her lips as she walked towards him, confident, calm and cruel.

All I needed was space. Sebastian Spenser. The heir of Spenser cooperation and legitimate face of the family business. He is taking me as his bride because he needed me to give him an heir. Because my grandfather thought it was good for business. I stared down at my wedding dress. It is a heavy Ralph Lauren custom made ball. It was made up of the finest Chinese silk with a floral of white lilies. It is gorgeous, fancy and expensive. It was chosen by my mother. I would have preferred a simple yet elegant one but mother insisted I get this particular one. Only the best for the Spenser and Hastings union.

Penelope, who was failing to catch his attention turned to the window and let out a distasteful chortle, “that’s the Simons for you” He pursed his lips, seemingly taking interest in the redhead and placed both hands on the table, “tell me more….”. A bride and a bargain 2 **marriage clause[a bride and a bargain] Chapter 2 SHE CRIED. Tears streamed down her cheek looking down at the bill her brother had just racked up from the local bar downtown. Not in a million years did she deem it possible for one man to waste a grand on bottles of vodka— a grand he didn’t have.

My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the