Is Cameron Monaghan Married Novels & Stories

I’m getting married, and not married to just anybody—I’m getting married to Cameron Stanton, the man of my dreams—the man of every woman’s dreams. How did I ever score this? I thought I was simply getting a slutty, hot hookup in Vegas and I somehow ended up pregnant... to someone who turned out to be the perfect male specimen. What were the chances? How in the heck has everything that was once so wrong turned out to be so right?

I laughed harshly at her naivety. “My dear little mouse. I don’t give a fuck about your love, it is wouldn’t increase my account. And as for your submission, of course, you’re going to have no choice but to submit to my decisions, that’s if you don’t want to get crushed – but then you’d probably still get crushed anyway. You should have just let Justin kill you. Trust me, being married to me is much worse. In this contract marriage, there would be no love. I would never love you, in fact, I am going to break you, and then make you hate yourself.

Cara stood up and sat with her daughter, while Deborah went to my side. Father looked at us with a furrowed brow. "What is this? Why is Camari here?" he asked in confusion. "You should take a deep breath and think positively." I glanced at Camari. "Camari and I were married three weeks ago, on June fourteenth to be precise." "What??" Dorothy exclaimed in surprise. "June fourteenth?" Father murmured. He looked at Camari and me in turn, then at James and Cara intently. "You don't look surprised. Did you know about their wedding?"

"The one my wife and I will be moving into after the wedding this evening?" James tossed a silver key ring across the room. I caught it effortlessly. "Are you even a little bit curious to see her?" James asked, shaking his head. "Your wife? Bro, you're actually getting married. D*mn. You're leaving me all alone in the single world." "It's five years," I replied coldly, sliding my silver Rolex onto my wrist. "She will be my wife just for show." Thirty minutes later, my cynicism faded into a blur of blinding camera flashes and low whispers.

I was never the wife. I got bored of the tv and grabbed my phone to scroll I*******m. I stumbled on all manner of thing including Susan’s vacation pics, then a blog headline stopped me cold. “BILLIONAIRE’S FAKE MARRIAGE EXPOSED: Damon Langford Paid Single Mom to Play Wife—Stole Her from Ex, Took Her Son Too!” I dialed Damon immediately but it went straight to voicemail again and again. My hands shook. Who knew? Who hated us this much? I was about to chuck the phone when Catherine started calling.

“It’s not like we’re opposing your relationship, but the goddess chose you, and you cannot marry. Continuing this relationship is asking for trouble. Your dad and I wonder how you even stay together without touching each other.” “It’s too late for that,” Cameron said, sounding arrogant. “We’ve already had sex.” “What?!” Mom and Dad shrieked, shocked to the bone. They stared, frozen and unable to speak, before my mom finally found her voice. “Since when?” she asked, sounding incredulous and glaring at me. “And why didn’t you say anything?” Cameron shrugged. “For over four months now, and nothing has happened to me. I’m not dead yet, as you can see.”

If it hadn't been for the strong desire to see Liam again, Cameron would have died in that torture chamber. "I heard you are getting married, congrats" Jared states, he was tensed up but then he had to say it. Cameron has been a lovely girl and even though they never really said a word to each other since he was his step sister's mate, he wanted to get close to her and try and make amends now that he was no longer with Samantha and wanted Phoenix.

Yet the small part of her brain, the part that still had working cognitive abilities, screamed in her head. The signs were glaring. Cameron was a hot playboy billionaire who had every hot girl at his beck and call. Maybe, in a flash of hot emotions, they had mind-blowing sex and had Levi, but nothing was going to suddenly change. Cameron wasn’t going to suddenly be monogamous. She sighed. It was a bitter truth she hated to confront but had to. She couldn’t imagine the pain she would feel seeing him with someone else. Then there was Hadley, making it clear she wasn’t going anywhere, not to mention the rest of the Grayson family showing their support for Hadley. She let out a loud groan, rolle

Susan asked her husband. “well, she told e about a doctor. She only had a first name but I consulted with the commissioner and they have found the doctor. He is a plastic surgeon and he received a huge deposit from an account. We traced the origin of the account and found it to be an offshore account held by Emma. Cameroon’s wife.” “Cameroon's wife? You mean he is married?” “yes, he is. They are separated though. And moving towards a divorce.” “I didn’t know that. Elena with a married man, I don’t like that at all.”

“The headlines today — Businessman Damon Adams, CEO of Adams Holdings, tied the knot earlier today with Camilla Hayes, the stunning model and younger sister of his ex-wife, Clara Hayes.” My chest tightened as I turned my gaze to the screen. I saw Damien and Camilla posing for the cameras. Camilla was smiling brightly as she rocked her white wedding gown, her hands resting possessively on Damon’s chest. My stomach twisted as the anchor’s voice continued, her voice almost sounding like a mockery. “Mr Damon Adams also spoke about expecting his first child soon, highlighting the fact that this was something he couldn’t—” The channel was changed by Sandra before the news anchor could finish her s