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The tension was palpable, a silent question hanging in the air, demanding answers I was unprepared to give. "What's with the looks?" I asked, my anxiety spiking under their collective gaze. It was then Archer, overcoming the distance with a few strides, enveloped me in a hug that was both unexpected and revealing. "Keenan and you were never true mates," Archer disclosed within the warmth of his embrace. His words, meant to comfort me, instead sent me spiraling into a void of disbelief and betrayal. I tried to pull away, to distance myself from both the embrace and the revelation, but my legs failed me, and tears betrayed my shock. The marriage, the bond I thought I had with Keenan, was a fab

But Archie ignored him, lunging for me with outstretched arms. “Miley, I thought you were gone. I thought—” I stepped back, cold. "I am afraid that is not possible," I said, loud enough for every microphone in the room to catch. "I am already legally married to someone else." His face fell, the blood draining from it entirely. Around us, the crowd began to murmur. The press, who likely thought they were here to photograph a routine society wedding, now surged forward with newfound frenzy. Cameras flashed like lightning.

Wasn't she about to say no? "Why are you dragging me?" He didn't know that little slender figure had that much strength. Maybe she had done a lot of workouts professionally! She stooped and looked into his eyes, "Didn't you say to get married. Going for registration. Let's go!" Adam was dumbfounded. He needed to take some preparations. Why was she so much in rush? As if someone switched another mode in her. "You agreed? Why?" He gulped at her bossy attitude. "Wanna know a secret? I always dreamt one day someone would come and ask me for a flash marriage. And you fulfilled my dreams. You know it's hard to find people who fulfills dreams." Adam didn't know what to say.

He starts talking “My name is Cade. That night, you were crying, half-drunk, ranting about how you wanted to prove something to your ex and your family. You said if you ever got married, it would be to someone who wouldn't cheat on you with your sister.” My throat tightens. But he continues “You pleaded with me to marry you and you made me rent a dress from this thrift store nearby.” He pauses and exhales “there's a chapel hall for the staff members at the clubhouse so you insisted we take pictures in the church after we signed the soft copy document in my phone. You insisted we sign a marital document.” I shake my head, struggling to keep up. “That doesn’t make sense. I would never—” “You d

"You need protection. Marcus is vindictive. He will hunt you down. He will sue your father into bankruptcy for the breach of the wedding contract. Unless..." "Unless I belong to someone more powerful than him," Lila finished, the realization dawning on her. "Exactly." Adrian leaned down, bracing his hands on the mattress on either side of her hips, trapping her again. "Marry me. We play the part of the lovestruck couple who couldn't help themselves. We turn the scandal into a romance. The media loves a 'forbidden love' story more than a tragedy." "And what do you get out of it? Besides the merger?"

"Don't look. You don't need to see that." He pulled my head against his chest. I breathed in his faint, calming scent and let out a long breath. Yes, it was over. Back at the estate, I went to the study and pulled out the marriage-of-convenience agreement we'd signed. When Marco saw the paper, the warmth drained from his face, and disappointment flickered in his eyes. I walked toward him and tore the agreement to shreds. "Marco, our deal is over." He stayed quiet, and after a long while, he managed one word. "Oh."

Slowly, my heartbeat reduced. His men tried to pave the way for us to pass as they fired numerous questions at us. Questions like, How did I escape? How did I end up with jace. Did I divorce my husband? “Mr Karev, how do you think your fiance would feel after discovering that you got married to someone else?” A journalist asked. I halted, jace muscles tightened at the question . He glared at her as he avoided my eyes. What?!! Jace was engaged and he went ahead to marry me?

The chandelier light suddenly felt colder. Sienna looked up at her husband, a man she’d married to save a company, a man she was no longer entirely sure she understood as simply an enemy, and felt, for the first time, real fear about what they might be uncovering together.

I could do nothing, but only rain tears and give him flashbacks. “Look, maybe you used a spell on me. I made a mistake having sex with you and promising to marry you.” He roared and grabbed my hair. I didn’t feel that pain. The only thing I felt at that moment was aborting the pregnancy, “The truth is, my beautiful and rich ex-girlfriend is coming back to me. I cannot and never choose you over her. Look at you. Do you deserve a man like me? NO!” His words pierced me like an arrow. Maybe the arrow of a demonic cupid. Yeah if there is a cupid of love, then there could be one for hatred.

The thought of leaving this hell-calling home supposed to make me happy and unleeched from the chain instead, I felt worse. I was getting married to someone I hadn't met before and the fact that they were enemies with my family, made me even more bitter. Aware of the bad blood they have with my family would make them treat me like a slave or even worse and the thought of it made me shiver. Lost in my dilemma, my elder sister spoke, "But Mom, doesn't this mean that we will be inlaws with our enemy?" Veronica asked my mother and then, a knowing evil smirk that I was used to seeing crept her lips as she sipped the glass of wine she had been holding since the beginning of this marriage discussio