Had A Flash Marriage With My Archenemy Novels & Stories

I woke up .Today is Sunday and I'm more than thankful to it..I badly need this day... Night memories started flashing my mind and that word marriage kept screaming repeatedly . He made my life mess in just a week..here I'm sitting not able to do anything . If I don't fight him now, I'll hate myself for sure ..

Afterward, Lani quickly took a photo of their marriage certificate and sent it to Hebe with a mischievous grin. "Too bad, I'm already married. My husband is even more handsome than Amory, and he loves me very much. He sincerely wanted to marry me the first time we met. You're just Amory's girlfriend for now, aren't you? You two still don't have any plans to get married, right? What a shame!" Lani mimicked Hebe's fake tone in her reply, knowing full well that Hebe would be shocked and infuriated. She was confident that Hebe wouldn't leak the photos, so she felt safe sending them and taunting her.

“You played me. You used me.” She raised a brow. “You used me first. Or don’t you remember the contract I signed in blood?” “You’re my wife.” She laughed bitter and beautiful. “I was your weapon. Now I’m your war.” Flashback – A Week After Our Wedding She’d stood in front of my enemies with a gun in one hand and my crest on the other. “You come for my husband,” she had declared, “and I’ll send your hearts back in bullets.” God, she had terrified me then.

I would never wear… this. "Damn it..." My hand shook as I reached for them. The satin felt slick between my fingers. Still warm. Vince Moretti and I had been together for five years. When I wanted to marry him, my parents looked down on his family. They weren't powerful enough. And Vince himself didn't have what it took to be a Don. But I was a fool for his handsome face and sweet lies. I traded New York for Chicago, a DeLuca princess for a Moretti wife.

I asked again and it felt like the roles had been switched. I had been betrayed here, yes I left. Yes, I made mistakes and what I did was not excusable. I understood the need to move on, but to marry my best friend? He married my best friend. “Hello, I’m guessing you are the famous, Amber Marli?” She asked with a wide smile and broke the distance between us. She reached out for a hug and I froze back to the moment when she turned off the oxygen machine and set the room on fire.

He could just say the word. “Actually… no. I’m not here for that.” I froze mid–blanket lift. “Then why are you here?” “Because we both have one common enemy now.” He stood, walking toward me. My heart raced, my fingers unconsciously tightening around the blanket. “Your husband betrayed you and took your company—and by doing that, he made himself my rival.” “And what does that have to do with me?” He moved closer, caging me between his arms. His eyes locked onto mine, so deep I couldn’t breathe—and I didn’t know why.

I closed my eyes. "I don't remember teaching you anything." "You stayed." I opened my eyes. "That's all?" "For me, that was everything." I felt tears mix with the rain. "I thought our marriage was a trap." "It was." I looked at him. He didn't flinch. "The marriage was designed to activate the Crown." His thumb brushed away the rain from my cheek. "But somewhere along the way, I stopped caring about the Crown." He leaned closer. "I cared about you." My heart broke open.

And the darkness in them sent an unsettling feeling inside her. “My family has enemies.” He continued. Enemies? What was this? A romance novel or organized crime documentary? “You’re joking right?.” She said. “I wish I was.” He replied. There was no smile. Neither was there sarcasm. Completely serious. Amara’s pulse fastened. “Why me?” She muttered. Adrian looked away for a moment. And somehow, that hesitation terrified her instantly. “Adrian.” She called him. His jaw tightened. Then finally,

You've never once loved anyone but yourself! I didn't bother pulling my punches. "Mr. Clark, Gideon and I received our marriage certificate from the state three days ago. We are now a legally married couple. So, if you have nothing else to say, please leave." I couldn't resist adding a snide remark, "You should go to Sophia if you're going to throw a hissy fit. After all, you two had registered your marriage and are a lawfully wedded couple." "No! I don't have a wife! Not anymore!" William shouted in desperation.

“It’s my fault too. I didn’t ask questions.” “And I didn’t make the effort to tell you things.” They both had their reasons for behaving the way they did, so she couldn’t blame him entirely. “Let’s stop now. I don’t want to be emotional anymore.” “I’m in love with you, Elizabeth Kaycee Channing. I can’t wait to marry you.” She gasped, her eyes widening as she looked up at him. “Why are you surprised?” he asked. “We’re already married.” “We didn’t have a ceremony. It was just signing papers, and you didn’t even know me.” He smirked as if remembering something.