Is Vanessa Simmons Married Novels & Stories

Simiyan beamed, revealing a pink diamond rose ring which I assumed must be magic. Thanks to my military training, I managed to stay calm. “WHAT?” Emily screeched, bringing some attention our way. “Love, why haven’t you told her?” Simiyan ‘scolded’ me. I shrugged. “I told you she and I don’t talk.” “You’re getting married? We just got divorced!” Emily yelled. I was bewildered. “You’re getting married too.” “No she isn’t,” Simiyan looked at me in confusion. “She’s got the whole world believing that she’s getting married,” I told her.

I stared at Sophia’s text until the words stopped making sense, three words that had somehow managed to unravel every ounce of peace Damian and I had just found in my studio. “That can’t be right,” I said, showing him the screen. “Vanessa doesn’t have a husband. She doesn’t even have a boyfriend that anyone’s mentioned.” Damian’s face had gone carefully blank, the particular stillness he wore when something threatened to overwhelm his control. “Call Sophia. Now.” I dialed with unsteady fingers, and Sophia picked up on the first ring, her voice breathless and rushed.

"And do you know what that makes me look like? Even more miserable running after a woman who doesn't even know her worth. I'm done!" "What does that mean?" "You're not that fucking slow, Ciara. It means I can't fucking do this shit anymore. I'm leaving." That line hits a damn nerve but I refuse to show it. I'm not pathetic or miserable for trying to save my marriage. I'm not! I push him off. "Don't tell me what to do." I head back to find Simon. I need to fix this night. I round a corner, low voices and a familiar laughter drifts into my ears. I turn, Simon hands are wrapped around a man's waist. He's kissing Gabriel, his business partner!!??

“Thank goodness you remember it was a contract marriage, not a love story.” Vivienne laughed again, this time hollow. “You don’t even care what that did to me.” “I care about results,” Mrs. Carter replied coldly. “And I don’t have time to babysit your emotions.” She paused, then added, “Simon, the son of the Levi family, has formally expressed interest in you.” Vivienne froze. “…Simon?” “Yes.” Her face twisted in disgust. “That lunatic?” she snapped. “That arrogant, violent excuse for a man?”

Furthermore, Vanessa's departure wasn't prompted by him; it was her own decision. This time, it was the Lakeworth family that owed Vanessa. "Simon, explain!" Sean's anger erupted. He shouted, "Have you become so cowardly that you'd sacrifice a maid to protect the Lakeworth family and yourself?" "Seany, I—" "You coward!" Sean's eyes blazed with fury as he lunged at Simon, grabbing him by the collar. "Where is Vanessa? Who did you hand her over to?" "I-I…" Simon's face paled, unable to provide an answer.