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Her eyes were wet. “Mira,” she said quietly, waving me over. I walked over to her and smiled the best that I could. "I can't believe it's today," she said and put her hands on my shoulders. "I'm actually getting married." “I know,” I told her, looking right in her eyes. “You look beautiful mom” She laughed softly, “Do you know how scared I was? I didnt think I would ever love again... or trust again. But Remy… he changed something in me. He reminded me that I could still be loved… that I could still dream.”

Is she really that obsessed with the Vanderbilts' wealth that it's okay to risk her daughter's life? I don't know how long I was in a daze. I just came back to my senses when I heard a loud noise coming from the table in front of me. When I looked at it, there was a white folder with papers inside and there was something written on the folder that caught my eyes. Contract Marriage My head moved when I heard Stefano's voice, so my attention went to him.

She smiled at my response then blew kisses at me and ran off. “Stop with all that running!” I cautioned yelling and my phone started ringing. I smiled when I checked the caller ID and realized it was Evelyn calling. Evelyn had grown so much over the past six years as she was now married to one of her father's business associates and it had been four years in marriage now after she had completely healed from her failed betrothed. But after marriage, the doctors had stated that it was a slight chance that she could give birth and she was completely devastated as she loved kids so much. Her husband was still supportive and loving nonetheless though he and I did not talk much.

Of course, Amelia, how could I forget that I have a friend now? "Hello,” I answered. “So you are still alive, Jenna, why didn't you reach out?” said the very angry Amelia. “I am so sorry; it is just that I have a lot going on right now,” I said. Where was the lie? I indeed got married to Adrien Lockwood and got signed into Denvers; that is a lot if you ask me. "Oh, okay, I understand. With your divorce and everything going on, it will take you some time to adjust,” she said in an understanding tone.

What was the point of two scheming individuals joining forces together? Spencer stayed silent, but his hands consistently stroked Lucille's slender fingers underneath the table. At that moment, he couldn't help but feel relieved that they had registered their marriage. After his rant, what Corey heard next shattered his world. "Aw, too bad you're objecting because we've already registered our marriage," said Lucille before lifting her intertwined fingers with Spencer's to prove her credibility. "Here, look." When Corey averted his gaze to their clasping palms, he felt his world crumble into darkness. However, the blinding diamond ring that gleamed under the light pulled him back to reality.

They all look at me with the same pitying expression. I'm getting married tonight...again to the Alpha who murdered my family. The door slams open. Remus strides in, already dressed for the ceremony in black and gold. He looks triumphant, like he's won the greatest prize. "Finally," he says, crossing the room toward me. "My runaway bride, back where she belongs." He reaches for me and I flinch away instinctively. His expression darkens. "Now, now," he purrs. "We're going to be bonded in less than an hour. You should get used to my touch."

In this one, I made the same choice and became an officer again. Ryan pinched the bridge of his nose and said indifferently, "So, what do you want?" I gathered my courage. "After the mission, will you marry me?" The system nearly exploded in my head. "Oh my God, we did it! Mission complete! I'm finally getting promoted!" Ryan's deep, dark eyes mirrored my reflection, and the faint furrow of his brows revealed his displeasure. I took a deep breath, lowered my head, and waited quietly for the rejection I needed to hear.

But who could have imagined that I had only been three years abroad, but he'd proudly bring his mistress home and let her humiliate me like this? I couldn't hold back the grief and rage. I screamed, "I'm the Shea heiress. If any of you will help me, the Shea family will hand over our domestic assets!" Before the words finished, a bridesmaid pummeled my abdomen with a few hard fists. Pain shot through me, and I collapsed to the floor. Evelyn looked down at me with contempt. "The Shea heiress? Everyone knows the Shea family is abroad. Strip her." I struggled, and the flash drive holding our core technology slipped from my pocket. I reached for it, but Evelyn grabbed it first.

The afternoon had given way to that strange sil⁠v⁠er hour between d‌ay and nigh‍t‍, when everything looked softe‍r, dreamlike — except for D⁠amon Hale, who sat b‌eside me,‍ all sharp lines and controll‍ed sil⁠e‍nce. ‎ ‎We hadn’t spoken since the ceremony. His driver nav‌igat‍ed the tra‍ffic with r⁠obotic precision,‌ the low hum of the engine the only sound between us. I s‍at with my hands clasped in my lap, th⁠e‌ gold band on my finger catching‍ the passing‌ headlights like a small, constant reminder of what I’d just done. ‎ ‎⁠Marrie‌d. ‎To a‌ m‌an‍ wh‍ose world didn’t ev‌en bre⁠a‌the the s‌a⁠m‌e air as mi‌ne.

Lisa shifted her gaze back to him, “Then let's do it that way.” **** Two hours later, Joseph and Lisa walked out of the marriage registry with two certificates in their hands. Lisa looked at the certificate in a daze. She had remarried, just like that? She turned around to look at the handsome man who stood behind her with the sun casting on him making him look more handsome. She watched as he stretched out his hand towards her; “Hello, Mrs Bronson.”