Paper Promise: The Substitute Bride Mga Nobela at Kwento

She opened up her bag and brought out some papers. "I came here for this," she said, sliding the paper toward me. I took a peek, my eyes scanning the title. "What is this?" I asked. "You can read," she said. "I can read, Elaina, but what the fuck is this?" I asked again, angrily. She crossed her arms over her chest. My gaze fell on her full breasts—the buttons could rip any moment from now, and they would spill over. I dragged my eyes back to hers. "I'm not agreeing to this," I said.

Hopefully. “The last claimed bride is . . .” she turned her whole body to watch us and let a pause settle over the room, most likely to draw out the suspense, but instead, she was highlighting my shame. “Blaire Ashbourne. Step on up darling, come claim your man.” She paused and tilted her head at the paper again, “Fredrick Marlowe. Come claim your man. Blaire, you’ve been bought by Fredrick Marlowe of the Ice Peak pack. Fred come snag your woman so we can all get the ceremony underway.”

“What about our contract marriage? What about our kids?” She laughed harder this time. Sharp Almost mocking. Kids he plan to kill!!...kid he Abaddon “Our kids?” she said. “You really are funny. Ha ha ha” Axel stared at her, confusion flickering across his face. Did I get it wrong…? This is irony This is my wife!. “No,” she continued, her voice turning colder. “Maybe I look like your dead wife or whatever, but I’m not her. And trust me…” Her eyes met his, filled with quiet fire.

“Thought you'd be too busy keeping up with your Botox appointments.” Her smile thinned. “Oh, please, Lucia. Let’s not pretend you belong here. You may have gotten the title, but you and I both know this isn’t real. Just a cover-up marriage, isn’t it?” My fingers twitched around the clutch in my hand. She leaned in slightly, voice low. “You think this changes anything? You’re still just the substitute bride. The one they picked to take my place when I said no.” My jaw tightened, but I stayed still.

"Thorne-Holdings has been 'Decentralized.' I’ve spent the last decade 'Un-Doing' everything the 'Ice-King' built. But there is one 'Contract' that I can't seem to 'Close'." He reached into the drawer of the obsidian desk and pulled out a single sheet of paper. It was yellowed, the edges frayed. It was the original "Substitute-Bride-Agreement"—the document that had priced Avery’s life at a million dollars for thirty days of her "Presence."

“That’s not what happened! I was misled by Jessica! I actually—” “Enough!” Zack cut him off, looking at him as if he were trash. “Mr. Chandler, your so-called true love is to make your pregnant fiancée wear a bridesmaid’s dress and sleep with another woman while she’s miscarrying?” He scoffed. “Even a dog wouldn’t want that kind of love.” Tessa peeked out from Zack’s arms, her little voice soft but firm. “That man is a bad guy! He bullied Mommy!” Shawn’s face turned ashen. He tried to speak, but Jessica suddenly lunged at him like she had gone mad. “Shawn! You liar! You said the one you loved most was me!”

His forehead throbbed as he answered the call with shaking hands. “Mr. Fuller, Ms. Anderson is getting married in another church! She’s marrying…” The assistant’s voice was trembling. Brandon froze. “Who’s that?” “Your sworn enemy in this city, Samuel!” Brandon ended the call. “Call off the wedding! Get a car for me! I want to go to the grandest church in this city!” Brandon instructed coldly. It was a mess. Poppy chased after him with teary eyes, but she tripped on her own wedding dress.

“The wedding will be held in three days. If you don’t marry him, we will be doomed to death.” “Where is Sophia now? Can’t we just get her back?” Aurora was very confused. Marriage was such a big deal. How could she replace the bride? At least they should ask the groom if he was willing. Aurora did not think that the groom would agree to that. Heck she is sure he won’t agree. Why will an Alpha agree to settle for a low life Omega like her?

I played my cards now that I got all the information I needed. "I pledge to cooperate with you as you have promised to keep my life safe," we settled with a handshake before we left them alone. "I can't believe that a woman would do such a thing just to get her hands on money. The sad thing about this is Jasmine's unawareness. she has decided to let him perish," Jeremy said as he drove us back.

"You're so horny. A man's touch can make you lose yourself." I snapped at her, but she was dumb and grasped it as a compliment. "You like it, don't you?" My fingers lazily stroke the cleft of her breasts. "Do you know what I like the most?" "What?" "To take everything he likes." I paused to see her reaction, but she was lost in her tracks. Her dress was exposing and s*xy, revealing her curves to me, accessing them needed no effort to distract her. "He knows that we gave him a substitute bride. What shall we do?"