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That if you did not Mary your mate in a span of 1 month you will both die? “ Is what you said to me is really true?” I asked him again to confirm it. "About what?" He answered. "About that. Mate, marriage.” I replied shortly. I know that he knows what I am pertaining to. “Yes, same as your brother and my sister. They need to get married this month too, for them to live.” Oh my God. Is that the reason why my brother is rushing a wedding? Did she also seal a contract with a werewolf?

ZARA'S POV My father and I sat in the back seat of his car, parked inside Standesamt Mitte in Berlin, awaiting the arrival of the Adlers. The marriage registration was scheduled for 15:00, and it was already 14:00. "There must be other ways of saving the company; do I have to do this?" I turned to my father, who had been silent since our arrival.

He nodded and walked out of my office. I have to marry Emma, she's my way out. My mother, Isabella Caruso, wants me to marry Serena Moretti, that Jezebel. I understand that marriages are business connections, Serena's dad is one of the most powerful political figures in the country, if not in the continent. And, to make things worse, she's a 'daddy's girl', whiny, can't take no for an answer, annoyingly sex-oriented, and unappealing in every way.

“Oh, there’s a lot that’s different. We were too young back then. Heck, remember the first day you met me? We’d been married six months by then.” “You were underage and married. Oh, that’s a recipe for disaster. So, please tell me the Studio doesn’t know it’s your second time around.” “I don’t believe so. But no one can tell anyone. I don’t want anyone poking about in You were underage and married.my past. Some people must remain there for everyone’s safety. Even Ja… Everett doesn’t know about them.”

"So how long will you guys be staying here?" "That doesn't matter" "I'm sure you'll be a happy family" "Are you jealous Marissa?" "Killian, why would I be jealous" "You're jealous, you're in love with me" "No I'm not" "You're lying" "Killian, please, can we not do this right now" "What do you want to do lemon?" "Can't you see I'm upset" "Yes I can, and that's why I'm not leaving" "Killian, You know I like you, but you're getting married in two days, and the fact that I have feelings for you, is making me go crazy, and I don't want to have feelings for someone who's about to get married"

I was trying on my bridal dress when the hotel manager called. "Miss McPherson, someone's come to wreck your grand wedding venue," he announced, his voice tinged with a hint of glee. "You should come here to assess the damage." I was stunned. I had spent half a year of my hard-earned savings on this wedding! Who did these culprits think they were? Tomorrow was supposed to be the day I married my fiancé of seven years, Matteo Brando. Why was someone sabotaging our wedding now?

Bree said, knowing it sounded sappy and not caring. He turned and grinned at her before leaning over and kissing her lips. He tasted like the cold drinks they’d been sipping on all day, and she couldn’t get enough of him. The wedding had gone off smoothly, despite Bree’s tendency to worry over everything. It had been a simple ceremony with only about fifty people in attendance. Shawna and Zach, who’d been married for almost a year, performed, “Meant to Marry Me.” Bree had wept like a little girl, and Trent had had a tear or two in his eyes as well. Hank had done a much better job the second time around as best man and atoned himself for his initial shortcomings.

Terry was obviously dissatisfied, and he furrowed his brows, saying, "June is too far away, darling." "Every six months, so that others wouldn't think we were too eager." "Engagements and weddings were separated by three months, and they were also very common." Terry flipped the calendar back again and finally stopped at March 28th. "On this day, it was auspicious for marriage, a good day," he said. "It was too early." Jessica shook her head and took the phone back, flipping it backwards. "May 5th, is it good for you to have your birthday on this day?"

I held the microphone, my voice echoing throughout the place. The people around us murmured among themselves, and Celia's face showed a fleeting moment of embarrassment. "Zane, stop it. It’s our wedding today." "You’re realizing that now? I don't want to marry you anymore. You're free. Go marry whoever you want." After saying that, I looked at Shane. "Shane, congratulations, you’ve won. I don't want this woman anymore. I wish you a happy marriage and many children." Of course, I did it on purpose.

What a plan. The crowd finally grasped the situation, and public opinion shifted instantly. "This proves her guilt. This is premeditated murder!" "She was trying to kill her husband for the insurance money. What a monster!" "She used her husband's life to advance her career. She's completely heartless!" Wendy clenched her teeth. "It is just an insurance policy. You're making baseless accusations. You're standing here perfectly fine. I have done nothing to you. How can you accuse me of intending to kill you?"