Too Late, Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now Novels & Stories

A flash marriage is not like Harvey unless… There's something wrong. "Why is Harvey in such a rush? That's not like him. Are you toying with me, White?” I tightened my grip on his collar as my breath became heavy. The passing maids stopped entirely and looked at us, as if we were performing a long-anticipated show. "Can you let go of my collar? I'm not Harvey!” White yanked my hand away from him and dusted his shirt with his hands. “Answer me! Why is he in such a rush?" I pressed.

Damien whispered in my ear, his voice filled with tenderness and pride. I squeezed his hand, feeling the perfect fusion of our power. "Now," he whispered, "the world is ours."

I stated. “ If you had left him alone I would have. I’m sure you could have found another coach. You didn’t have to take what was mine.” Whitley complained. “ I never wanted what was yours. I’m happily married to my husband. And Nixon is the best coach in the state. Why would I get another?” I asked. “ Do you even feel a little remorse for what you have done?” I asked. “ Now that I know you are married. Yes, I do. You can leave my Nixy alone.” she said. “ Did you ever look into me at all?” I asked. If she had done just a little research she could have saved herself some trouble.

“You’ve done your job well so far. He seems… easy to manage.” I blinked. Once. Twice. Did she really just say that? “You mean because I’m dating him?” I said slowly, trying to keep my voice calm even though my heart was pounding like a war drum. “That’s what this is?” Vivian smirked, swirling her wine like she was on some kind of villain monologue. “You’re not marrying for love, sweetheart. You’re not a child. This isn’t some fairy tale. You’re in a position to secure something valuable for our family.”

Married. To him. LATER THAT NIGHT… “What do you mean you’re married to Xavier Knight?” Mira gasped through the phone. “I don’t know! I didn’t mean to!” I whisper-yelled. “I just signed some stupid papers” “You’re telling me you accidentally married the hottest, most arrogant senior in school?! Girl, I’ve had dreams about that!” “This is not a dream,” I groaned. “It’s a nightmare. Someone banged at the door. I flinched.

I feel so cornered that I do not expect something like this to even happen. Play it cool, Rachel. "I appreciate the offer, Mr Benjamin. I am not a kid & I understand what you mean but I am sorry that I have to turn you down on that. As you can see..." I flash my wedding ring, "I'm a married woman and I respect my union with my husband." ...who is your brother, pfft. "Ouch." "Excuse me." I leave the room hurriedly. As I go downstairs, I can't help but flash back to what I overheard. What kind of family complication is this?

Marvin McMillan asked and Damien exhaled. Despite being exhausted from work, he still had to come home to receive the worst news of his life. This marriage was cleaning up after their mess as he always does but even if he had to escape from them, he has a wife to think of now. Argh! "Is marriage the only way to stop the public rumors? I mean, must we do this? It's just like shaking hands with our enemy" Damien tried making some sense but to them, their decision was final. Instead of wasting his time talking to them, Damien left for his room.

“Missed your brother so much you had to call? You should have called me directly instead of bothering my wife. How did you even get your phone? I thought I destroyed it.” A chill ran down my spine. The kind, gentle Marco I knew was gone. This man standing before me was cold and dangerous. This was the real Marco—the man I married. His eyes locked onto mine, sharp and dark. It was clear: the game is over. He smiled cruelly as he hung up the phone. “Caught red-handed. Looks like our little game is finished. Checkmate, sweetheart.” Oh no… damn it all.

Greta laughed. "What did you say?" Liana looked at her and pronounced her words slowly. "My grandson has nothing to do with you because you are not his mother! From now on, his mother is Betina! You are not related to my grandson or my son!" "Mrs. White, you finally spoke your mind! - Liana smiled. "Now get out of my house, you are no longer allowed in here!" Greta spoke with authority. "So, is this how the White family treats their guest? You ruined my marriage and now you are stealing my son from me, how noble that is."

Mandy's smile didn't reach her eyes. "I think you need to." With a calm chuckle, Sophia added, "Ms. White here might become Mr. Taylor's wife. She might become part of your family." "Oh? Is Ms. White Jonah's girlfriend?" Mandy asked, eyebrows raised. "Of course! The moment Ms. White divorced Jasper, she set her sights on Mr. Taylor. I was really worried for her back then. After all, she's a village girl living in a foreign city. What would she do after divorcing Jasper? But when I saw that she had Mr. Taylor taking care of her, I was relieved."