Does Armin Marry Annie Novels & Stories

“ Father's will stated that after three years of marriage, all his property would be transferred to your husband and— correct me if I'm wrong—today is your third wedding anniversary, isn't it dear sister?” My blood ran cold as I gripped the door knob for strength. My legs were failing. “ I-I don't understand…” She rolled her eyes, tapping my chest after each word, the force making me stagger back. “ You. Have. Nothing.”

Yet, in this private room, with the aroma of whiskey and Kania's challenging gaze, Arka once again became the helpless, foolish man. Tonight was supposed to be the celebration of his new engagement. He was supposed to be celebrating a new chapter. But Kania's presence in the private lounge, in a high-slit dress that showed off her long legs, had ruined everything. "You didn't have to come, Kania," Arka hissed, his voice choked. Kania smiled cynically, caressing Arka's jaw with her cold fingers. "You're right, darling. I didn't have to come. But I had to make sure of one thing: that your heart... still belongs to me, just like before."

Luca opened his door, Arman was still standing there, Donald had probably left. “I called the doctor, he'll get here in a couple of minutes—” “Do you realise that my little brother wants this marriage more than I do?” “He seems very ambitious” Arman said “Oh cut the crap, you know what I mean. He's made it his point of duty to make sure I follow grandpa's script. They're obviously in some sort of coalition or something, and I don't like it one bit. “Prepare me a black tux and some liquor”

Not the side of his face with the scar. "I have something I wanted to discuss with you," Kristof continued. "Uh-sure," Spencer replied. "I have been thinking about it all night. There-there is a way to end this marriage. You don't have to worry about money. I will provide you enough to be comfortable for the rest of your life and I won't ask anything back from your family." There was a way to end it? Armin had tried to think of how. All he knew was that once married, she thought she could never divorce him thus to whatever contract he had with her father.

I say, leveling his tall frame in a glare that matches his own. Arman scoffs and rubs his cheek. “Poor Sienna - widowed and yet still looking for a powerful man to follow. To think I almost gave up everything for what I could have given you.” I frown at his words, as they make zero sense to me right now. “What are you talking about, Arman?” “This game again? Pretending not to remember the Summer we spent together before I asked you to be mine? I fucking begged you for it. Only to find out years later that of all men, you choose to marry my cousin.”

Arman cut her off, “You have one second to get out of my club.” Jane’s lips trembled, she lowered her head as she was escorted by the guards outside. In the moment when Arman approached me, his unblinking gaze remained fixed on me, leaving me bewildered. After that, he grasped my arm, his icy fingers brushing against mine. He declared, "I'm done with this game with you, Lucy." Annie really wanted to help me, but I could tell from the look in her eyes that she couldn't do anything for me. She is scared and not sure what to do at the same time. She only bowed her head as Arman dragged me outside.

Aaron and Anson exchanged another glance, their hearts skipping a beat. This woman was unfamiliar—she wasn't either of their mothers. Surely it couldn't really mean that their older brother had gotten married... While they were still in shock, they heard Archer say, "I got married." "This is Aria, my wife," Archer announced solemnly, holding Aria's hand. "Plop." That was the sound of Anson's Lego piece dropping. "Plop." That was the sound of Aaron's Lego piece dropping. The two exchanged glances again, their eyes full of disbelief, as if saying Archer had "gone crazy."

“I didn't mean to deceive you, Jas! Armin told me not to tell you anything. Armin, save me, boo!” “Fuck you guys!” I yelled. “You can fuck Armin for all I care, don't drag me into this.” “You bitch!” I cursed before looking at Armin, “You refused to pick up my calls and everything, so I decided to marry someone else only to realize that I'm going to marry my worst enemy, you. Isn't that messed up?!” “Baby,” Armin grabbed me by the waist and pulled me down onto his lap before tightly holding me. “It's more complicated than that. Please hear me out first.”

lucky me. They ended up deciding on making a natural makeup and about an hour later they were done. My mom walked in with the four blondes who had an annoyed look on and they were glaring at me. Well actually found out that Bridget wanted Xavier to marry Brittany but Alberto's dad and my grandpa arranged a marriage for us. "Are you guys done with the makeup?"Mom asked and they nodded. "Then let's get you in your dress," she said and Elena and Alexa squealed like seriously?

Right from day one, I suddenly started to realize why he was like that. Perhaps he didn't get his fame anymore. “Get your face clean and be ready for dinner tonight. Any form of clumsiness and tardiness won't be allowed.” He said and started to walk off, then he stopped in the middle of the hall. “And, we are to go for a contract marriage today.” He announced, and my eyes widened in utmost disbelief. “What!?” “I am sure you are not deaf and you could hear me. We are going for a contract marriage today. I hate it when people make me repeat myself.” He said, his voice oozing with coldness, and I sighed.