The Billionaire's contract marriage
ose up. It
g the crowd for familiar faces. They landed on my co-workers who stared back at me blankl
front of the other, moving towards the
the wedding planner said, right before she winked a
btly checked his watch. He still had not perfected the art of giving an e
posing for the unsuspecting guests armed with cameras an
l train let go of my gown and the groom clasped my hand with urgency.
ly performed–and began to speak, I tuned my brain towards the las
now a weakness. I sniffed hastily,
hand. I am trying not to cry, and there
Sneaking around the dinner last night to get a glimpse of the final scene, tearing up and ruining my makeup in th
s speaking intently on marriage vows. I tuned out again, focusin
ve blessings. Unlike in the movies, he skipped the part about exchanging
ned to the groom
dded wife? To love and to hold, to cherish and to protect, for ric
entitled, arrogant, and unfairly handsome man I worked under fo
ediately and smiled at
dded wife? To love and to hold, to cherish and to protect, for ric
d the riches part, nothing else held any weight. I was about
ney and fame, sure to end in sepa
and turned to look at the priest wh
" I responded, feeling a bitter taste in
ds, "With no further delay, I pronounce
Winstons' indulged when our engagement broke out. Strings of flings and
e sin involved in keeping up the s
ond, Cole leaned over and pecked me softly on my lips. Thankfull
yes of Cole's family. From experience, I knew they felt like strangling me now but
perfume stuck in my nose and I grimaced, fighting hard for air. The numerous pearl beads on her nec
l never be. All this is just for show, none of us care one inc
hands with as soon as he reached them, and a small jolt of pain washed over me. I would hav
you. I have zero interest in your family name. Your son came with the offer, not me." I replied
lking, and put on the best forlorn face of
," I suggested, holding his hand whi
al him though, right?" I asked, layering on the swe
esponded, urging us to move along. As we walked away
ur-inch heels had begun to bite into my feet. Contrary to the story she spun about it being
sband. He made a stellar show of grinning as he opened the passenger door for me, s
crowd as Cole revved up and engine and drove
tomorrow," He said curtly, putting a black shade ov
ivate jet waiting for our arrival. Being the