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Always for him. But he would never love her. That much was now very clear as daylight. "Do you worry that our marriage should not become public?" she asked, dabbing at her wet cheeks, "then don't you worry, Ronan. Nothing of such will ever happen. I can assure you," she said and raised her head like a flint, jutting out her chin in his direction. She had made her choice, no one would ever know of their marriage, because in a matter of days, their marriage was going to be over.

“Because I saw the way she looks at you, the way you look at her, and I was scared, scared that everything we’ve built means nothing to you. Scared that you’ll let her and Leon destroy your family’s company just because you can’t let go of the past.” Before he can respond, my phone buzzes, it was Sam with a news link. I click it and my blood runs cold. The front page story says “Ivanov Industries CEO Seen with Mystery Woman Marriage in Jeopardy.” The cropped, edited photos are there, with captions claiming our marriage is over and I’m holding the company hostage with false claims. “Oh my God,” I whisper, dropping my phone on the desk.

After two hours, a young lady emerged from the court house accompanied by an attractive gentleman. Jane held the crimson booklet, still finding it hard to believe. She had married in such a hasty manner, and worse still, with a stranger from a one-night stand. To make matters worse, the person she married was the third heir of the Wolfe family, who had a swarm of women vying for his attention in New York. "Miss Austen, congratulations on your wedding!" Damien suddenly said.

So I'm not the only one who doesn't like this setup. I know that even if they don't say what they are talking about it is really obvious that they are planning the future for us. That they reconcile us. "Same here. I never wanted this kind of set up." I answered him. Because even I don't like it. I already told myself that if I was given the opportunity to get married at the right time and opportunity. I wanted it to be for the man that I truly love. Not this kind of marriage for convenience. Where is the love there if this happens?

Wade Roberto said persuasively. Picking up the file, she opened it and stared askance at the white document. "A Contract marriage?" Daisy Hunter blurted in bewilderment. "Yes, Daisy, a contract marriage, I want you to help me secure my position as the new CEO of Roberto's Luxury Empire, and in return, I will make you a billionaire overnight." His voice was vehement and dripping with persuasion. The situation was intense as Daisy Hunter gazed at her boss, her mouth agape. "You aren't serious, are you?" Daisy Hunter asked, her voice laced with trepidation.

Kayden just sparingly smiled at him and then tapped the tracker's shoulder trying to comfort him. "Half of the warriors are dead and the rest are wounded," Kayden replied and I don't know what should I feel in this situation now. I've only met Morgan once in this very hall since he always sends his beta every time we have council meetings. The only thing I know is that Morgan is very protective of his wife to the point that he never leaves his wife alone. I can't help but curse as I tried to imagine the horror that Morgan and his wife whose only three months pregnant have faced from the hands of those sick hunters and feral rogues.

Or hijack a plane even! “Are you sure? I mean…” “See for yourself,” she cut in his sentence midway producing a paper. It was the marriage certificate which had initiated the whole set-up. The one he had signed instead of his father. The one which bore his signature at one end and Rachel’s at the other end. It read that he was agreeing to marry Miss Rachel Lloyd within three days – which he had and that he wouldn’t be able to get a divorce till Devin Crighton gave his approval.

"Congratulations! I'm Athena." "Nice to meet you," I said, my voice as fake as her smile. Athena's eyes lingered on Eavon's hand at my waist. "So, when did you two get married? I didn't get an invitation." Eavon's grip on my waist tightened almost imperceptibly. "It was a very private ceremony, Athena. Just family." "Oh," she said, her smile faltering. "Well, I'm so happy for you both." The last part was tinged with bitterness. "I'll let you two get back to your... evening." She gave me one last cold glare before turning and walking away.

Claudia announced with mock cheer, “isn’t this cozy? A beggar’s wedding with barely a soul to witness it.” Vanessa snorted, covering her mouth as though she couldn’t contain her delight. “I can’t believe this is happening,” she whispered loud enough for everyone to hear. “Elena, in her dirty apron, is marrying a man dressed like a vagrant. Perfect!” Heat rushed to my cheeks. My fists clenched at my sides, nails biting into my palms. I wanted to vanish, but Adrian only pulled out the chair beside him at the registrar’s desk and said firmly, “Sit.”

With that, he turns and walks out of the room without hesitation, leaving me standing exactly where he left me, the silence swallowing me whole as I blink back the tears threatening to spill and focus on keeping myself upright. I sit in the back of the car on the ride home, watching the city pass by through the tinted window and trying to register that I am technically married now, that somewhere in a drawer inside that estate, there is a document with my name beside Stephano’s, proof that my life has shifted into something that no longer resembles what it did yesterday. The driver doesn't speak, and I am grateful for that because I don't trust myself enough not to break the moment someone e