Just a night with him

Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle

Ming Yue

Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.

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A Night With Him

Cara's Nigerian Series.

Iyanuoluwa Akinniyi

Episode 1.

Angela Pov

I stuff the remaining clothes left on the bed in my old bag,I look up and wipe the beads of sweat on my forehead,mom came in shortly and she smiled.

"You're done"

"Yeah"I breathed out tiredly.

"You're graduating this week right?"

"Yeah,and we are organizing a party "

"I'm having a weird feeling about this party"

"Weird?"I asked confused.

"Yeah,I don't know maybe it's good or bad"

"Mum,stop stressing yourself over this issue,it's just an ordinary party"I drawled.

She move closer to me and held my hand,she interlock our fingers together and stare at me affectionately.

"Temi nikan soso(my one and only)you know we have no one,I'm just a hopeless widow struggling to make both ends meet,if not for the scholarship awarded to you,you would have drop out long ago,please do not put me to shane please"She begged with tears dripping down her face and I hug her immediately.

"Mama,I promise I won't put you to shane"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes mom I promise"

A little Introduction of myself,my name is Angela Adesuwa,the only child of a poor widow ,we live in the oldest house in the town,we were so poor that we can only afford two square meal a day,but through don't of handwork,my mom mom was able to sponsor me to a technical school, although she's not the one responsible for the fees but she's not the one catering all other needs.

I'm graduating this week and I'll do everything to make my mom enjoy the fruit of her labor.

She enter the room again and gave me 6,000 naira ,I gasp and pull her into a hug immediately, although I asked for 10,000 naira but half of a bread is better than none.

"Thanks so much mom"

"You're welcome."

Kike Pov

I sit at the doctor's office waiting for the doctor anxiously.

What's keeping her this long?

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