Carrying The Conde s Heir

"You have to marry Mr. Lorcan Amadeus, Atasha."

That was my mom's sweetest welcome right after i came home from a high-end club which I can't remember the happenings last night anymore because i was too wasted. Blame it on the Bacardi that Sydney made me gulp for about twenty times, i think?

Ugh, nevermind the numbers! But seriously, i feel sore all over my body and one thing is I'm sure... I may have forgotten some details of events last night at the club but somehow, i can still remember that particular steamy moment i had with a stranger.

Oh shoot, right! I slept with a random man and worse, he got my first V-card! Damn it...

"Atasha, are you listening?" Mom snapped my senses back. She's arching her brow at me while holding her waist.

My forehead crinkled at her. "Come again, mom? Marry who?" I asked again, hoping i just misheard it.

"I said, you will marry Mr. Lorcan Amadeus for the betterment of all, for the sake of our growing business---" i gasped as i cut her off.

"No!"

Are they serious? No, no, no. This isn't happening!

"But yes, sweetie. You have no choice but to obey," she then, hovered around Dad who was sitting on his swivel chair, never throwing care at my disapproval. "The matrimony is set to happen the day after tomorrow so, be ready." Mom announced with finality.

Oh fvck this.

"B-but... how about my own freedom? How could you do this to me? I don't want to marry someone i do not love and i don't even know!" I shouted, driven by my emotions.

Because aside from their news shocked me to the core, it also tore me apart, like burned down all my better expectations from them.

"Goodness, Atasha! You're not getting any younger so whether you like it or not, you have to marry him. Don't worry, dear because we assure you, he's the most perfect husband for you. Trust us." Mom smirked wickedly as she sipped on her wine.

Meanwhile, Dad just gave me his nonchalant look as if all of mom's decisions had been approved by him.

I so hate this family...

And just like that, my precious freedom of being 22 was taken away from me and i found myself walking down not on the aisle but on the tiled floor of the courthouse where the wedding is being held.

"You may now kiss your bride." The judge announced.

Lorcan silently cupped my face as his soft lips brushed into mine.

It was the most bittersweet kiss i have ever experienced in my entire life as i realized how fate played a trick on me because my husband happens to be the stranger i slept with and ran away from.

My parents never told me the real deal about the person whom i married. He's not just a rich hottie bachelor no more but a freaking billionaire and a devil disguised in his expensive suit. Lorcan Amadeus, the man who is a nightmare for me but an ultimate dream for every woman out there.

But despite the culture shock upon witnessing his dominance, I can't deny the fact that it's ironically affecting every bit of my system, and my heart beats erratically for him, recognizing his touch, kisses and warmth against my body.