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Hey Wonderful readers. (Besties) Can I call you that? I hope you let me do so because you have helped me become a better writer and I am so happy to have you in my community This is to joyfully (With as much glee as I can muster) announce that this is book two of Accidentally Married. (Drum Rolls Please)

He had so many kids' books there, very colourful and interesting stories. "Diary of a Hybrid girl, Tessa's mess, Traveling to New York, Tales of Patrick Hansel, and Happily ever after" I would say, over and over again. Those were my favorites and he never got tired of reading them to me. In the 'Happily ever after', there was the love story of man and a woman. The woman was already married , while the man was single and lonely. The woman was married but not happy, because the man she was married to, was much older than her and he treated her like a slave. He beat her everyday and fed her crumbs. Soon, she fell pregnant and tried running away. However the single man had been watching her and

"You two are engaged. The board expects a wedding in three months. How are we going to make this work?" "We make it look real," Malachi said simply. "For three months, Zendaya and I pretend to be a couple. We attend events together, we're seen in public, we convince everyone that we're in love. After the wedding, we maintain the marriage for a reasonable period—a years, maybe—and then we quietly divorce. By then, Zendaya will have proven herself as CEO and her marital status won't matter anymore." “A years," I repeated numbly. "Unless you want to make it longer," Malachi said, looking at me. "But I figured you'd want out as soon as possible."

She hide in her room and cried for the entire night. Keron and Ritah dated for a year and they married. She was the maid of honor on their wedding. She could only hide her tears and force herself to smile. It's not easy to see the man you love being taken away and you are there to witness it. If it has ever happened to you well you know how it feels.

Back then some pathetic hopeful part of me heard private marriage and still thought he wants me for me. He wants me. Maybe not the way I wanted him, but enough to marry me. And if we lived together… if we spent time together… maybe eventually he’d stop seeing it as an arrangement. Maybe eventually he’d look at me and feel something. Being his secret wife is better than not being his at all. How wrong I’d been, How completely, devastatingly wrong. Looking back now, the signs were there from the beginning. Maybe Sebastian had always been destined to turn out the way he did. You didn’t grow up in the Hawthorne family and come out normal.

I lifted my head again, still smiling faintly and that was when my mind drifted toward the bride, Elysia, my best friend. I snorted softly. “Bitch finally got married,” I whispered under my breath. The word wasn’t even hateful, just brutally honest. Elysia had slept with half the wealthy men in three different cities before finally deciding to settle down. The woman had a reputation so wild it could fill a damn book. She’d always joked she’d die single with a champagne glass in one hand and a billionaire in the other. Yet here she was in a wedding dress. Life was funny as hell.

It made me glad that I had finally stopped running from my own destiny and chosen mine. My mind drifted back to the moment I put pen to paper in Patrick's penthouse. The arrangement was entirely in my favor, a strategic alliance forged on our own terms. A secret open marriage. We would play the part of the perfect, powerful couple for our families and the media, but behind closed doors, we were free to have our own partners on the outside. Male or female, neither of us gave a damn, so long as whatever we did remained strictly hidden in the closet.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed, wondering why Aiden was so blind to what’s right in front of him. Just like his past girlfriends that I helped him get rid off by anonymously presenting them with proof of them cheating or using him for their selfish desires. Sometimes, I get them to leave him by seducing them till they fall into bed with me. I don’t go all the way with them, just enough to create a really incriminating situation before threatening to call Aiden to come over right now. I was gay as hell. Been gay since I was a kid, so I never had to bother about unexpectedly falling for those women I seduce every now and then.

We headed upstairs, and as I walked into the guest room—my room, for now—I turned back just as he paused at his own door across the hall. “Goodnight, Nelly,” he said, voice low. “Goodnight, Jason,” I replied, offering him a small smile. He lingered a moment before disappearing into his room. I closed the door behind me, heart still beating in that strange, fluttery rhythm. Maybe this fake marriage wasn’t as fake as we wanted it to be. Maybe, just maybe… something real was beginning to bloom.

“What?” What's not real? Becca swallowed, lowering her voice. “Emily and Liam. Their marriage. It’s fake. Just a contract.” She expected shock, maybe disbelief. But instead, Isabelle smirked. “I knew it,” she murmured, leaning back in her chair. Becca stiffened. “You did?” Isabelle tapped a manicured nail against her cup. “Liam isn’t the type to fall for a girl like her—not in a real way. But now, I have proof.”