Sean And Catherine On The Bachelor Novels & Stories

Fortunately, she arrived on time so I managed to hide my reaction from him. Cierra Wang smiled at us and took a seat in front. "This must be your bride, President Lu? Hi! I'm Cierra Wang." She offered her hands, which I accepted with ease. I smiled politely and introduced myself. "I'm Cath-" My smile froze when his arms were wrapped around my waist, enclosing me to him. I could feel his body temperature close to mine as he pulled me closer to him. "This is my fiancee, Catherine Su." I turned my head towards him, which I regretted instantly. Our faces are really close to each other. I can feel my heartbeat rapidly. I tried to move my head away but failed when his arms on my waist pulled me cl

How had I messed this up? I picked up my phone and shot a message to Catherine. Within moments, my phone buzzed with her call. “You really did sleep with the wrong guy?” she asked, bewildered. “I was drunk,” I sighed, pressing my fingers to my temple. “My memory’s foggy. I didn’t even look properly the next morning. I had to rush to that tea party.” “Oh, Anna…” Catherine groaned. “You’ve really done it now.” After hanging up, Rachel cleared her throat gently. “Ms. Shaw, Sean is still downstairs. How should we proceed?”

“I’m sure the owner must be feeling very proud.” “Oh he sure is,” Sean muttered to himself, looking heavenward. “Well, it was nice to meet you, Colleen,” Stella said vivaciously. “You have no idea how princess-y I’ll be feeling for the next two days. And if I play my cards right, I might just get him to ditch his bachelor’s party.” Sean laughed, shaking his head as he extended his arms to Colleen. “Delighted to make your acquaintance,” he said. “Oh no, the pleasure is all mine,” she divided looks between the couple and then back at her bicycle. “I had better ditch riding the bike for now before I run into one of the other eighteen couples getting married and actually render the bride legless

“Ivy, I don’t have–” “Sean!” A loud feminine voice that grated on my nerves like a screeching chalk on a board interrupted him. Catherine appeared, wearing a black mini-dress and her usual raccoon make-up. She put her hands around Sean’s neck and pressed up against him. Then, she kissed him on the lips. My hands folded into fists as the scene unfolded before my eyes. Wow. Wasn’t this fantastic? He comes out of nowhere, ruins my date, then his skanky raccoon shows up and starts sucking on his lips. This night was really fucking freaking fantastic!

William scoffed. Catherine shook her head I'm disappointment, "I'm just trying to keep my part of the contract. Moreover, save yourself the fantasies, I'm not interested in a honeymoon with you either, as a matter of fact, I'd rather be locked up in prison than spend a honeymoon with you." Catherine glared at him before excusing herself. William groaned in annoyance as he watched her make her exit. ~~~~

"That would be my assessment. Ms Costello has been particularly interested in the details of your arrangement, according to the gallery manager I spoke with. Asking questions about how serious your relationship is, whether you've set a wedding date." "Fucking George..." I muttered, the rare profanity slipping out before I could catch it. "He's more calculating than I gave him credit for." Marco nodded grimly. "There's one more thing you should know. Sinclair's lawyer, Claire Matthews? She's more than his legal counsel. They've been involved since before his marriage to Angel ended."

“You said you were okay—” “I was drunk, Dominic! Dead-beat drunk! And you thought having your way with me was the best thing to do?” He throws off the sheets, standing. “Slow down, Catherine. You’re making it sound like I forced you. You said you wouldn’t regret it, that’s all you wanted.” “That was the alcohol talking, Dominic! Me? Catherine Young? Have sex with you? Come on—no.” I roll my eyes, snatching up my phone. “What’s wrong with me?” he asks quietly.

The surprise undertone of it had Kate extricating herself from Aiden. Stunned, Aiden asked. “What’s going on?” His eyes took in the surroundings. Alex, Kate and a girl with striking resemblance with Kate, whom he knew not. Kate wished the ground will dip and swallow her whole. This thing wasn’t going as she planned. She hadn’t expected Alex and Aiden to be here at all. But…shit! How does she explain her polyamorous affair with the sex gods? Turning slowly to face her sister, she ground out. “Tiffany…meet Alex and Aiden. They…are…” she sighed. Already Tiffany was getting what was happening.

Sean looked on, puzzled, his gaze fixed on me. He gave his friends a covert nod, and they lunged at me like predators. I shrank back into a corner, my voice trembling as I said, "Sean, what are you doing? I'm your uncle's bride! What do you want with me? "Don't touch me. Back off, all of you, just back off! "Sean, do you really want to make a fool of your uncle?" With a harsh slap, Sean pinned me to the ground. "Shut up, Ella. Guys, strip her, take pictures for the press. She'll learn what it means to mess with my uncle's reputation."

Catherine frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable under the scorching gaze that seemed to want to strip her bare. What are these guys trying to do? Soon after, two or three more male guests approached, surrounding Catherine. The overwhelming mix of colognes from them made her stomach churn, and she felt like she was about to throw up. Among them, she only recognized one—a famous movie actor. The rest were probably rich heirs, but she didn't know for sure. Regardless of who they were, Catherine had no desire to put on a fake smile and socialize with them. Just as she was thinking of an excuse to leave, a round of applause filled the room, and everyone turned toward the stage.