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she jumps straight to the point. “I don’t understand what you are trying to say” I ask, trying to suppress the excitement on my face that she really wants to marry me in place of her sister. “Eden is hurt badly and won’t be able to participate in this wedding so Meelah wants to substitute her as your bride” she informs and blood drains from my face. “Excuse me?” I question her in utter shock “After close to a week of no communication from you after you cut me off, you suddenly decided to reach out to me just to tell me this?” I scoff looking up and down at her condescendingly

" I hate the fact that I'm being forced to do something I never imagined myself doing. I have to do it though, because if I don't, my Grandfather would surely look for someone even worse than Vivian. At least, Vivian is cute, and kind of funny, so I can manage her. My Grandfather invited his useless friends and some of the company's business partners. He also invited some people from the press and some of his whores. The wedding was filled with his people, it felt like he was the one getting married and not me and Vivian. “So...we are finally married." Vivian whispers in my back, startling me. I forgot I am not the only one in the room.

"I will do everything to marry you, Steven. I'm going to be a good wife. You will not regret me." I shook his hand and left him in the restaurant. Now that I know that he is the one with the plan, I just want to hate the wedding even more. I want to be free and love the girl I like. And I think, I have seen him. But destiny didn't let me. Megan and I became united through papers. He was very happy while I wanted to pass out. I am trapped. I can't help it. "Congratulations to the both of you," said Mr. Tan hugged his son.

"I have marked you, Ellie Marrie Riccaford! You are mine. Mine alone!" Okay. I know this feels all confectionary. It's candy, but I'm getting a bit apprehensive and perplexed here. Isn't he moving too hastily? I mean, we haven't even went out for our first date, nobody knows about our affair except Grace, and now, boom! Out of the blue, I am engaged? Come on!

They’d stepped on the wrong person’s toes one too many times, and it had nothing to do with Everett or Rebecca. If that were the case. Why were they being used as sacrificial lambs? What else could this be? Nunzio’s phone buzzed in his pocket, telling him he had an incoming text message. [G and Y have left their haven. They’re aware of the events and are on their way. ETA latest 3hrs.] The private ceremony would end before they arrived. Gena and Yuri would be there to provide drama, but nothing more for the public event. But they’d be married by then with all the legal documents signed.

I glance down, already irritated enough to be reckless. Then I read it. Noah: You’re marrying Daniel Rothfield? You’re marrying him?!!!

" Why did you marry me then ?" © #KCMmuoe

Heartbroken and betrayed, Nina signs without a second thought, determined to close the chapter on her former life. A chance encounter at a bar introduces her to a man who could change everything. The wealthiest man in the city, charming yet mysterious, makes her an audacious offer: **“Marry me, and I’ll give you everything you’ve ever dreamed of.”** Nina accepts, but her goal is clear—this marriage is just the start of her revenge. With new power and wealth, Nina is set on making Jordan and his mistress regret underestimating her. But as she dives deeper into a world of intrigue and desire, she finds herself torn between vengeance and a new chance at love.

My dark chestnut curls are swept up in an elegant chignon, tendrils framing my face in a soft halo. Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes for a moment, savoring the anticipation that dances like butterflies in my stomach. It’s surreal, almost unbelievable, that I’m about to marry the man of my dreams. The man I’ve once only imagined, conjured from the pages of an e-novel and the depths of my own longing.

When he pulls away, he holds my face in his hands. “Marry me,” he says softly. “I don’t want to wait anymore.” My heart skips a beat. All I care about is this; the feeling of his lips on mine, his hands on my face, his breath on my skin. My vision of Vivian, my strange new ability, and the brooch all seem to fade away. “New Year’s Eve,” he says. “We’ll be married at midnight. I love you, Ruby.” Atwood scoops me up in his arms and starts to carry me back to the castle. His arms no longer seem weak and unsteady, and his scent fills my body with joy.