JESSICAS DAIRY

Marrying My Runaway Groom's Powerful Father

Temple Madison

I was sitting in the Presidential Suite of The Pierre, wearing a Vera Wang gown worth more than most people earn in a decade. It was supposed to be the wedding of the century, the final move to merge two of Manhattan's most powerful empires. Then my phone buzzed. It was an Instagram Story from my fiancé, Jameson. He was at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris with a caption that read: "Fuck the chains. Chasing freedom." He hadn't just gotten cold feet; he had abandoned me at the altar to run across the world. My father didn't come in to comfort me. He burst through the door roaring about a lost acquisition deal, telling me the Holland Group would strip our family for parts if the ceremony didn't happen by noon. My stepmother wailed about us becoming the laughingstock of the Upper East Side. The Holland PR director even suggested I fake a "panic attack" to make myself look weak and sympathetic to save their stock price. Then Jameson’s sleazy cousin, Pierce, walked in with a lopsided grin, offering to "step in" and marry me just to get his hands on my assets. I looked at them and realized I wasn't a daughter or a bride to anyone in that room. I was a failed asset, a bouncing check, a girl whose own father told her to go to Paris and "beg" the man who had just publicly humiliated her. The girl who wanted to be loved died in that mirror. I realized that if I was going to be sold to save a merger, I was going to sell myself to the one who actually controlled the money. I marched past my parents and walked straight into the VIP holding room. I looked the most powerful man in the room—Jameson’s cold, ruthless uncle, Fletcher Holland—dead in the eye and threw the iPad on the table. "Jameson is gone," I said, my voice as hard as stone. "Marry me instead."

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My name is Evinna, I'm in grade 11, my best friend name is inna. Let me tell you a secret I'm from a family of witches my grandpa was and my mom is so am I, I think grandpa was a very powerful wizard. mom would always tell me her bestfriend D-- Dilesa yeah Dilesa, I'm a 17 year old witch who can't cast a simple spell and she said I'm a powerful witch she gave me a pretty old book containing spell I think she called it grimoire sometimes I feel like mom made everything up.

I have a boyfriend names Danny, he's super cute, his eyes his blonde hair everything is just so...so hot. Today we're having a project in school and we'll be staying the night, inna and Danny is going to be there and oh I told inna that I'm a witch but she didn't flinch ion think she believe me, inna is the one I told my secret.

****Now I'm off to school ****

# Next day

~~~Evinna pov

Danny why were you not in school last night for the project I was really expecting you i need answers mister

umm I went to the hospital to met my aunt he answered

Aunt? what's wrong with aunt? I asked

~~~Danny pov

Aunt? what's wrong with aunt? those word echoed in my ear like judgement day was upon me or something

mm she h...h..has I was stammering why am I stammering?? she's going to suspect something put yourself together man I said to myself

She has troposide I said not even thinking shit it just came out

And what is troposide? she asked

oh I've got to go it's time for practice I said slowly moving away from her before she ask another question

oh sorry you might been wondering who am I well I'm Danny bonsaveun Evinna's boyfriend I'm 18 that's all you need to know now Byeee.

~~~ Evinna's pov

Danny is being very suspicious, I have heard of the word Troposide I said to myself heading to inna's locker she asked me to bring her history text book I was about taking it when a something suddenly fall out from her books "a magazine" the content are paranormal activities such as vampire witches and ghost, ghost I said laughing why does she have this ? something caught my eyes "Shapeshifters" mom said they were extinct I'm going to borrow this for a minute I said taking the magazine so I head to class

inna here's your book

thanks she repiled

I was about asking her about the magazine when a lady walked in

call me miss fidesa she says with her head up, I'll be your history teacher she continued

is she from from the 80s I said whispering to inna

what happened to Mr Henry a guy from our back asked

With the way things are going its either he quit or was sacked Inna answered

oh he says with a sad face

doesn't know how to dress I said which made inna laugh out

Hey you what's so funny would you mind telling the class Miss fidesa said with her hands crossed

umm sorry it was nothing inna repiled

oh would you get up while speaking to me Miss??