The Wedding Crasher Mia Sosa Novels & Stories

Mia endured laughing: "Who was it that came the next day after having dinner with Mr. Waltson and shouted about indigestion?" Sabranda was extremely embarrassed: "Isn't it understandable that I never ate such expensive food in my life?" Mia could not help but chuckle, "Me too." At this moment, her phone rang. When she saw the caller ID, she frowned, stood up, and walked out of the office. She walked to the corner where no one was and picked up the phone. Her voice was cold. "Hello." "You're married to Mr. Waltson ?" She raised her eyebrows. "What does that have to do with you?"

Sarah said. "That's next month" Mia mumbled. "Why don't you crash the party?" Martin muttered and Mia faced him. "Huh" "Go to the party then you say everything, I'm sure there would be reporters there so telling them you are pregnant will be telling the whole world" Martin said. "You are right, I would crash the party" Mia said with an insincere smile. "Is that all?" Martin asked Sarah. "Yes sir" she nodded. "You can go" Martin waved his hand and she bowed shortly before walking out.

Asher kept on, looking at her. Taking a dramatic pause, Mia stared at the eight pair of eyes staring at her anticipating her response. Breathing slowly, she replied. “Ok, yes. But, before then we have got my mom's wedding to plan." "Yes!” They all cheered happily, raising their glasses to each other. Things were finally just as it should be from the very beginning.

Adriana found her there, as always, her cousin’s eyes sharp with curiosity. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost, “Adriana teased, though her voice softened when she saw Emily’s pale expression. “What happened?” Emily hesitated, then whispered, “They’ve arranged my marriage. To Antonio DeLuca’s son. ”Adriana froze. Then her lips parted in disbelief. “Jason DeLuca? The mafia heir?” Emily nodded, her throat tight. Adriana cursed under her breath. “Emily, you can’t. He’s not for you. You’re a princess—pure, radiant, the people’s symbol. Marrying him will drag your name into the mud”.

“Remember, you don’t want to be too drunk for this.” “Aw…” Mia pushed a strand of dark hair out of her eyes. “I guess you’re right. Time to execute Operation Wedding Crasher?” “Shh!” I warned, but Mia was already turning away. I watched from the sidelines as she sauntered over to Zane, who was currently moving on the dance floor by himself. I sipped my champagne as I watched Mia walk up to Zane. She placed her hands on his shoulders and whispered something in his ear, canting her heel as she leaned close.

“Get me the media team immediately.” Elena was sorting through her things one afternoon when a name from the reporter suddenly captured her attention… Luca Moretti. She quickly grabbed the remote to increase the volume, but the headline on the screen suddenly froze her in her tracks… ‘Luca Moretti spotted revealed to be a masked guest at recent Masquerade ball in Rome.’ Underneath the headline were two pictures, one of Luca in a mask, and the other without it. But the mask was the problem, because staring right at her from the screen was the mystery mask stranger she had fucked to passionately three weeks ago.

My voice cracks. I fold my arms tightly across my chest. “I checked social media already. His name is King Adrian Athenora. Married. To some princess from another royal line. And me? I’m… nobody. A poor girl who works shifts to survive.” Mia’s excitement slows, settling into something calmer… sharper. She drops back onto the couch as if an idea just snapped into place inside her head. Her expression shifts from overjoyed friend to calculating genius in half a second. “What now?” I ask cautiously.

"I never knew you went through such hardships, Mia! Don't worry. I'll definitely help you find your savior," Jyn assured. Mia nodded and smiled before looking out the window. She knew full well why she abstained from relationships all along. She was waiting for him—the man who saved her from the clutches of death! … Meanwhile, over at Southlake Corporation, Caspian was startled as he looked at the photo in his hand. "Mia Patel?" "That's right! Mia's the hottest celebrity in Diatoran right now. She has tens of millions of fans. I can't believe Jyn got Mia to be her company's brand ambassador! We're in big trouble now," Willow said anxiously.

“Everything's going to be perfect, I promise.” ~ ~ ~ The music started and little Gianna walked down the aisle holding a tiny basket filled with confetti. Several awes escaped the crowd and Max and Mia followed. I smiled to myself. Next, Montana and Cassidy followed, beaming and waving at the familiar faces. “Bridesmaids” Sasha scoffed. The music changed, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Here we go” I whispered to myself and gave Charisma a quick kiss. “See you at the other side couz.”

Kisa jumped out of the van with her cane in one hand and Lea's support in the other. Jensen watched with a disappointed look as Kisa got off and stood steadily on the ground, his outstretched hand finally turning to Mia. Mia grumbled and swatted his hand away. "Pretentious! Do I need help with such a low vehicle? Do you really think I'm a cripple?" She said, jumping off the van with her crutches. As the ground was wet, she slipped when her foot hit the ground. Kisa's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously reached out to grab her but only touched a corner of Mia's clothes. Mia fell with her body still in the car, and her legs bent on the ground.