He Married His Adopted Sister The Week Before Our Wedding Novels & Stories

There used to be an invisible barrier between us, but it disappeared the moment I walked down that aisle. This version of him was the one I fell for, so many years ago. He finally felt within reach, and there was no way I was going to let this chance pass me by. I loved my sister with all my heart, but I would never sacrifice another moment of my own happiness for her. Especially not when she had it all and chose to walk away. I was grinning to myself as I posted the picture seconds after Richard's announcement went live. I picked a photo of Richard kissing me on our wedding day, and I had no doubt it would go viral in no time.

"That's why I avoid being in the news. I'd love a private wedding, Cora and your simplicity is one of the things I love about you. You fit me perfectly. My younger sister's wedding is going to be the talk of the town and I wouldn't want to be in her groom's shoes. It's just so scary." I chuckled while he added, "If it's okay with you, we should have our wedding in a week. I wasn't joking when I said I want to wake up every morning to your beautiful face." I looked up at him and kissed his cheek. He stared at me for a while and leaned closer so I could kiss him again. I did just that.

She then pinched the skin of his arm and gritted her teeth as if she wanted to swallow her handsome husband. “Ouch. What was that for.” He winced. “Nothing. I just wanted to do it.” She circled her arms around his neck and leaned her cheek on his chest. She took a deep sigh and closed her eyes in bliss. They got married one week back with just a few guests. His sisters arrived in Turkey on such a short notice along with their spouses to attend the wedding. The next day they had already left. For them, their brother’s happiness mattered more. River and Keanu were also there.

I was there to dump my frustrations and be an unfortunate woman. "Oh, that's unexpected. Anyway, did you tell your parents?" She asks melancholy. "No, they won't notice anything as they were busy parading Candice's engagement." I replied despondently. My sister's engagement was more important than mine and I didn't even meet her fiance. I've been engaged since last year but didn't have a party and billboard for that considering my family is one of the rich in this city. Being adopted was a waste of their time but I didn't want to be adopted by them.

She could try that luck, my daughter is mine in name and soul" the maternal instinct falls so well in my sister, it gives me immense pride. "The rest was the easiest part, we already had all the paperwork arranged, so we were able to bring her to her parents' house quickly, and we also got out of there before the news spread" Chris explains. "Mamá was so happy, she almost didn't let me come home, especially after Chris talked to them about our wedding" my sister smiles and so do I "Speaking of the wedding, how did it go today? Did you manage to work out the details?" "It took half a day and all my patience for the week plus yes" My fiancé counters and looks at his cousin with a dangerous smi

I walked towards the crowd my knees were practically knocking together. I was never a crowd person. I always dreamt about my wedding. I used to always see myself wearing pretty gowns and walking towards the love of my life with a smile. But that day is today except I'm getting married to the love of my sister's life. It was she who should have been in my place I had no idea what had forced her to take off. But seeing the face of my future husband was giving me some ideas. He is not ugly don't mistake me. He is a very handsome man. He can go to a Vogue photo shoot and land himself a modelling gig if he wanted. But he won't because his worth is much more than vogue. He rarely graces any interv

Joseph and I set to leave for the city, and my father said that he would send the marriage rites list to Joseph to get prepared. After our return to the city, I still refused for Joseph to touch me as we awaited our marriage. Once the marriage list came out, Joseph was happy as he made all the necessary arrangements. Two weeks before Christmas, we traveled home for our wedding, and I got married to Joseph. We had our traditional marriage, as Joseph's family also came for the event. Even as it was a simple event, it was glamorous. Joseph was happy as he kissed my forehead, and we did our church wedding too in my village. We did the traditional and church wedding on the same day as my elder si

she asked. "That's true. I'm curious too." Sofia said. "Come on, tell us." said Layla. "He called before the wedding. The day before we had the dress fitting." I told them. "And we're just hearing about it?" Layla said, looking offended. "I'm sorry guys. We were busy and Alisia was always with us during the wedding preparations. I don't think it would be appropriate for me to tell my sister in law about my first love." "Your first love that rejected you." Layla said.

Despite the darkness that clouds my brain, I’m conscious of the fact that I’m safely cradled against a stranger’s rigid, heated chest. But even the comforting scent of his expensive cologne cannot erase the fact that my husband just asked my adoptive sister to be his wife on the very same day he proposed to me just three years ago… Coincidence?

Then he walked away, leaving me against the rock — flushed, aching, thighs pressed together, my pussy still pulsing from his fingers. I stayed there for a long time, breathing hard, the ocean waves lapping at my feet. The wedding was in six days. And I was already dripping for the man my sister was going to marry.