Flash Marriage With My Fiance's Rival Novels & Stories

"This is a marriage of convenience. As long as it looks good on the surface, that's enough. You're free to find someone else to have fun with." I gave a small, contemptuous smile, and replied lightly, without hesitation, "Sure." He frowned at my tone, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it. "As long as you're okay with it, I can introduce you to someone. Better to be with someone I know—less chance of anything going wrong." Rich families have their own kind of filth. Nothing surprised me anymore. I tossed out a final line, "Whatever." Our engagement was born from an old promise between generations. There was never love between us. Even if Raphael were in bed with three women at once, I could loo

I tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let me. "So the fake news has already spread all over the city?! What the hell, alright! I'll tell her about the plan. Bye!" He hung up the phone and looked at me in amazement. He looked at my breasts, and I covered them with both hands and rolled my eyes. "Get ready for tomorrow's event because we're getting married again. We need to let everyone know that I'm getting married to you." "The enemies will know that you have the flash drive, my family knows about you and every person I know! They will think that this is so sudden!"

Father asked, looking at them. “Please begin, Father,” Caroline said. “I can’t wait for a second more to fulfill her dream marriage,” Artemis said happily. ********* On the other side!! Michelle and Megan were fuming in anger because their plan flopped badly by watching the live video of their marriage from Tiara’s social media account; being an actress, she was sharing the unique wedding of her sister with her fans, and everyone was sending the best wishes to her sister new life. They were also congratulating the new couple.

“I didn’t listen.” Then, I turn back to Tristan, my eyes gleaming. “But today, I’m so happy.” I reach for his hand, lifting it up for everyone to see. “Because my best friend and my handsome fiancé—” I lean in and peck his cheek “—have finally reconciled their differences.” Tristan’s attempt at grinning is laughable. Lily tries to keep her face neutral, but I can see the panic creeping in. I drop his hand and straighten, my smile stretching wider. “So much so,” I add, my voice light and airy, “that they even fucked each other at my engagement party.”

Flowers bloomed in patterns I'd long forgotten. And there they were. My stepsister and fiancé, standing beneath the rose trellis. “When are we going to stop hiding?” Vivian asked, brushing Jack's sleeve. “Soon,” he replied. “Let the wedding happen. Then I'll divorce Stephanie and marry you. I love you, Vivian. You know that, right?” Then he leaned in and kissed her. My chat tightened and my fingers curled into fists. So it was all true. It was real. The betrayal. The blood. My death. It really happened.

His kisses were no longer gentle. Even the way he lulled me to sleep had changed. He wore me out completely and strangely enough, it worked. When we returned home, I found myself trending again, exactly as I’d expected. “The high-profile engagement everyone’s talking about—the bride’s fiancé just died recently, didn’t he? I even saw a video of her crying by the river.” “Unbelievable. Her fiancé just passed away, and she’s already moved on. How heartless can she get?”

What was wrong with that? I couldn’t help asking her out loud, "Don’t you want to marry me?" I don’t know which nerve that sentence hit, but Fiona suddenly grabbed her bag and stormed out, slamming the door behind her. If a friend hadn’t sent me a video later that night, I wouldn’t even have known that she’d gone out to meet another man. Watching the video of her dancing closely with him, bodies pressed together, I finally understood why Fiona didn’t want to marry me. I knew that guy, or rather, everyone in our circle knew him. He was Fiona’s first love, Gavin Rhodes.

If she had seen him getting married, she would have been the happiest person in the room. The atmosphere suddenly grew somber. Realizing her slip of the tongue, Shirley quickly forced a laugh. "Oh, look at me, always running my mouth. Anyway, Myron, where's that flash-marriage girlfriend of yours? Eli said she's even pregnant now. You little rascal! You knocked someone up and aren't even planning a wedding? Do you want me to hit you?" Myron hurriedly protested, laughing, "Hey, hey! I'm the most innocent one of us all! How could I do something so beastly? It's all a misunderstanding!"

Oh, Lord, were they also drugged? I grab my heels and run towards the door. I am sent back by flashing camera lights. “How long have you and Mr Spencer been together, Ma’am?” I lift my hand to cover my face but they keep coming and shoving mics at me. “Was this a flash marriage or planned?” “Were you always dating? What about his fiancée?” I have no idea what they are talking about and my head hurts like hell. I am roughly pulled back before the jerk pushes everyone out and roaring, “No comment. Get the fuck off!”

======== FLASHBACK Six and a half years ago 12th January 2014 I am so nervous; my hands are trembling. I haven’t been happier in my life. Today I marry the light of my life. The reason for all my smiles. Angie and I have been together since we were in diapers. She’s the only reason I tolerate the violence, my family. I asked her to run away with me, but she told me no, she would be sad without our family around. She’d be sad without her best friend. "You know Ro, there’s no need for you to be so nervous, she’s more excited than anyone else about today..." Fia says with a huge smile on her face.