Damon And Elena Wedding Novels & Stories

“I, Dante Romoleo, Take you, ELENA DAMON ALCANTARA, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish, to uphold and uplift, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, till death do us part. “I Dante Romoleo, Take you, ELENA DAMON ALCANTARA, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish, to upload and to uplift, in sickness and in health, for better or got worse, till death do us part.” “Good.” the priest mouthed with a smile. Miss Damon, your turn. “Say I, Elena Damon Alcantara, take DANTE ROMOLEO to be my lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish, to uphold and to uplift, in better or for worse in sickness and in health for richer or for poor, till death do us pa

"So, is there something you two need to tell us?" Damian and Elise exchanged glances, then smiled widely. Damian pulled out a ring from his pocket, a simple gold ring with a small engraving on the inside. "We got married. Three months ago," Damian said. I gasped. "What? You got married and didn't tell us?" Elise laughed. "Sorry, Lorena. We wanted to do it simply. No crowds, no pressure. Just the two of us and the Balinese gods blessing us." Julian stood up and hugged Damian tightly. "Congratulations. This is wonderful news."

"I got stuck in traffic; there's no need to panic, Elena. Hi, Lorenzo, how have you been?" She beams at Lorenzo, but my gaze is fixed on the man accompanying her; I can't shake the feeling that I recognize him. I believe I've seen him before, and my instincts are rarely mistaken, but where could it be? "Oh! This is Timmy Brooks, my fiancé. Timmy, you already know Elena; this is Lorenzo, Elena’s husband." Timmy, just like my childhood crush who kissed Eloisa and is now her fiancé. Incredible! Lorenzo and Timmy greet each other with a handshake and some small talk, while I look at Eloisa with wide eyes. I pull her close so I can whisper in her ear.

Daniel cannot sleep well on that night and his eyes still wide open. He looked at the ceiling and thought about the woman whom he met at the coffee shop. He did not know what he felt at that time, but she just made him amazed by the beauty of her at the first sign. "Who are you, beautiful lady? Why did I feel that I knew you and have met you before? Did we meet somewhere or—" Daniel suddenly remembered his dream six months ago. A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real.

She gave me a pointed look, arching a brow. “Oh, please, Sienna. I may be old, but I’m not blind. I see the way he looks at you now. And I see the way you try not to look at him. It is something that I'm actually happy about.” I frowned, shifting Isla slightly in my arms as she continued to drink. “Nothing is happening between me and Damon.” Evelyn hummed as if she didn’t believe me. “You’re closer. I like seeing you both this way. It shows me that maybe, just maybe, there's a little hope.”

Her vision blurred slightly. Damian had never married her because he loved her. To him, Elena was just the orphan girl he drunkenly spent one night with after a party. But when photos of them leaving a hotel together leaked to the media and rumors started spreading, the scandal forced Damian to marry her to protect his family's reputation. Elena had married Damian because she loved him desperately after the one night stand. Everyone warned her he would never love her back but she married him anyway. Back then, she truly believed love could make a person stay.

He could imagine and hear Anna yelling and that was not good, it was never good. He couldn’t even begin to fathom what kind of spicy dish Selena must have eaten to give her such a mood. He knew she was usually a bitch but not to cause such damages. A frown rested on his face. He was scared to open Dean’s message but relaxed when he saw it. “Hey bro! Congratulations on your marriage! Meet me and the boys when your back from China. We need to celebrate. Whoo!” “Get the pilot ready please.” Damien ordered the Butler and she bowed and strolled off.

“If I hadn’t crashed it and taken you with me, would you have married him that day?” “No way.” I laugh at the thought, poking his nose. “If Damon had found out I was already pregnant with your child, he would have killed us both. Disappearing from the wedding was my only choice. I just didn’t expect that, even after I accused Elara of everything, Damon would still agree to marry her. I thought he’d hate her to his core—maybe even make her suffer for it. But he didn’t.” When I first heard the news, I refused to believe it. I thought the Graham and Blackwood families were only spreading it to save face. But I was proven wrong. Damon actually agreed to marry that bitch—and as if that wasn’t eno

How? ‘Well, after you went awol on me at the club, Damian walked up to me and we talked. Turns out he's the lawyer to Rollins. He was invited to the wedding too. He's a great guy.’ Elena smiled shyly as she said the last part, stealing a glance at Damian. 'Oh!’ was all Sheena could mutter. She could tell her sister was smitten by the Damian guy, but that was the least of her concerns right now. She was disturbed with thoughts of Jake and she'd been wondering if he was present at the reception.

"Because it looks like you sold yourself to save the vineyard. It looks like you married some rich stranger for his money." "Marco, stop," their father said, but his voice was weak. Elena's hands trembled. She clasped them together, trying to stop the shaking. "Julian Thorne is my husband. We got married two months ago. And yes, he's the investor who saved the vineyard." The silence that followed was deafening. Her father swayed slightly. Marco caught his arm, steadying him. "Papa, sit down," Marco said, guiding him to a nearby bench.