The Spiteful Bride, Marry To Rival's Son Novels & Stories

He added, "I will never agree to such absurd things!" Yes, it was indeed absurd. How come there would be a new bride after the wedding ceremony? And if it was spread out, wouldn't it make the Mitaka Family and the Defiant Family become the laughing stock of the City? Helen then switched as she said, "Lita is still the better candidate." Seeing that I was reluctant, Judith said to me, "Reed, go and see if June was hurt just now." I knew that she was making an excuse to drive me away.

Clara tried to come near me, but I took some steps backward. "No, you forgot that I have a reputation to uphold. I am a titled man, and yet you allowed me to become intimate with your twin sister. What stopped you from telling me the truth from the onset that you truly traveled and your twin is the bride? I married your sister and not you, and I cannot get intimate with you again. Please, try to understand my stand in this," I said, as I went back to my seat, and Clara scowled.

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.”

To be denigrated in public like this, right now, made her lose her face—and that turned out to be her shortest fuse. “Excuse me? It’s you who’s tardy at your son’s wedding. I fail to see your logic in blaming other people for that! What would happen if you didn’t show up by nighttime, huh? Are we supposed to wait for your esteemed presence until then too?” she bristled. “Oh, I know all about your thinking, ma’am. You never once saw us as anything worth your upper-class attention, did you? Otherwise, why is today the first time we’ve ever met? Let me be clear, I may be marrying my daughter off, but it doesn’t mean I’m giving her away. Despite being the groom’s family, you have not been proact

“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.

he says. “It doesn't matter. You would have come ten years later, and it would still be this way, Dante. My heart, it’s solely yours.” He smiles and leans in again, and our lips press together, moving as one. Once, I was the bride he bought , a woman trapped in a bargain made out of power and pride, just so we could save our parents. Now, I’m the woman he chose. And this time, it isn’t a transaction, neither is it because of anyone else.

“I, Elena Brook , take you, Adrian Cross, to be my lawful married husband. For better or worse, in poverty and in riches… I couldn't wait to hear the rest. I had heard those words during my brother’s wedding. Those vows, promises, those happy moments, the butterflies that usually fly in everyone’s belly. I had imagined myself saying those words one day. Now hearing them spoken to someone else entirely…it felt like a stab in my chest. And the only thing I knew was no one else but my beloved Man, My fiance was getting married but the bride isn’t me. I could hear my ears ringing. My chest tightened painfully like I was wrapped in someone’s hand and I was being squeezed. I raised my head up to l

Mother admits brokenly. Monsters. Both of them. They had reduced us to puppets on their stage. “I despise you, Aunt Marilla,” I whisper, tears burning my eyes. “Enough!” she snaps. “Your ascension is next week at 3 AM. Reject the wolf—or marry Specter. At least then he can move on.” Specter bristles. “No, Marilla. You promised her to me. She’s mine!” “Ridiculous!” Mother cries. “You’ve already forced me to betray my husband day after day—how dare you demand my daughter too?”

*Constant sex is allowed *" What the hell does Hunter thinks he's doing. I rush to his room. He look up from his laptop and smirk. "What do you want wiffy " he says and i huff. "What's the meaning of this " I say showing him the contract. "Oh that? That's a norms for married couple. Right? " he says and smirk. "Nooo, I want it changed, and besides our marriage is not real " I told him. "Well, it's marked obligatory. It cannot be changed. And also our marriage is real, we are Betrothed remember? The only thing is we are getting divorced after a year "

For now though, here she still was, standing like an obedient little lamb for sacrifice, being the perfect bride as was expected of her and going through the motions like a lifeless zombie. Not really allowing herself to feel anything. Dante glanced at his wife again. Wife! it was weird just thinking up the word. He couldn't believe he was married now. She had nodded as though she understood what he had said, but she still wasn't smiling and she still had that vacant look in her eyes, so he wasn't sure. It was thesame look that had graced her face when her father had confirmed the fact that she was to go ahead and wed Dante. Alonso had been too relieved to realize that his ambitions would no