Novel & Cerita Oh No! Married To My Nemesis

I can handle this as long as I get Kaden at the end of it. The nausea returns with full force and I have to use everything in me to hold it back, every bit of strength to not run back outside and throw up. I have to fight it. I need to marry Kaden. I must do it! I need him. ~*~ “I now pronounce you husband and wife!” Oh my holy mother of God! I’m honest to God, married! With the ring and everything! Mrs Annabell Stephanie Adora Gray. I am such a grown up!

NORA Sebastian stares at the diamond on my finger. His confusion melts into disbelief, then unadulterated fear. The doctor shifts uncomfortably. "Mr. Griffin, perhaps we should—" "No." His gaze snaps back to me. "Nora?" The lump in my throat swells until breathing becomes difficult. How do I even say it? Congratulations, Sebastian. While you were unconscious, I married your worst enemy. I let out a shaky laugh, struggling to process this madness. Am I having a nightmare? Because this feels a lot like one.

But as enemies from the past close in and long-buried family secrets come to light, I begin to uncover the truth about the boy Mars used to be—and the reason he’s hated my family for years. Unfortunately, Marcellus Gregory doesn’t believe in divorce. Only possession. Too bad for him. I fully intend to make those hundred days the worst hell of his life. …. This is the spinoff for Married To My Billionaire Nemesis. What are you waiting for?! ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY AND READ! Yours Truly❤️

It seems he likes that I remembered him. "Very convenient for you!" I shout back. I don't recognize myself. I really think he must be my nemesis, and I just married him. "That's why I didn't remember you, because for me, they weren't pleasant memories! I tried to forget everything that made me suffer!"

Married to My Enemy Chapter 1: The Wedding Night The heavy doors of the penthouse suite closed behind us with a final, ominous click. I stood in the middle of the luxurious room, my white wedding gown feeling like a cage of silk and lace. At twenty-four, I had just been forced into a marriage with the one man I hated more than anyone else in this city. Alessandro Rossi. My family’s ruthless enemy. Thirty-two years old, tall, dangerously handsome, and built like a predator in an expensive black tuxedo. His dark eyes watched me from across the room like I was prey he had finally caught.

It seems like I am alone in this world even though I am married. I was laying on my bed thinking about every incident that happened in my life and my brain was stuck on the moment I saw my real mate. Don't know where he is. Did he search for his real mate or did he get married to someone else... No, he can't marry someone else. I started feeling an arch in my heart thinking about him with someone else. I try to love Richard but I can't because my heart is taken from him from the very first time I saw him. This is so wrong. I'm doing so wrong with Richard by thinking about someone else. .

he said with finality, "exactly to where we left off. We're going to finish what we started that day. And this time, you're not running." Panic clawed its way up my throat, but I forced the words out. "I can't get married," I said quickly. "I'm married. To Marcus. Legally married." Dominic's expression didn't change. "You're a widow," he corrected, and the word hit me like a punch to the gut. Widow. Marcus was dead. The pain of thinking it was so overwhelming my knees nearly gave out. My eyes burned with tears, my throat closing tight.

Lina grabbed my arm with a grip that bordered on painful as she pulled me toward the door. "He's hot," she hissed, her voice carrying an urgency that made me laugh despite everything, "like, really hot. Like, I'm married and I should not be thinking this but I am thinking this and I need to ask God for forgiveness immediately. Lord forgive me, I am a married woman." I laughed then, a genuine laugh that bubbled up from somewhere deep inside me, and I shook my head at her antics as we walked out into the cool evening air and headed toward her car.

“And I needed to find you.” I clenched my jaw. “You found me. But I was already married to Nelson.” His eyes darkened, but there was no anger in them. Only something close to resignation. “Yeah. That was the most annoying part. I couldn't hold myself back when I realized the same man who tried to kill me was also married to the woman I've loved.” I let out a sharp breath, probing him further. “And that’s why you wanted to destroy him? Because he married me?”

didn't I marry Melissa and also move on? I pulled my hair in frustration thinking about her. Gosh I'm such an asshole but I can't move on from her. It's impossible. Even though I was married to Melissa which was one of my biggest mistakes in my life...I was still very possessive over Faith and hated seeing her with other men. 3 years ago