My Contract Wife Turns Out My Sister

some dignity left in you," Ryan's voice dripped with

uldn't resist stealing another glance. Her breasts were firm,

ing on the bed, wrapping it around herself as quickly a

ded, her voice a mix of

ms. "I don't need to remind you, this is my hou

d to focus. He took a few steps closer, slowly but deliberately. Each step caused I

, musky scent that made her feel like she was suffocating. He reached out, his hands gripping her waist. She

gainst her ear as he whispered, "Ge

. "Your wedding dress will arrive soon. Pick the one

ing Iris standing there, heart pounding, her cheek

herself. "I was so stupid. He's not int

eling weak. She noticed a dampness between her legs and cursed her

d. The way he looked at her, the way her body betrayed her d

he grabbed her phone

ing?" she asked, trying to

Her mother's voice was soft, but I

d. How are you

anks to you. I'm so

eyes, but she fought the

ou too, s

iling. "You're the reason I'm doing this, Mom," she whis

, she called out, "Hold on!" She qui

h, the housemaid, said softly. "But the

, Sarah. L

she picked clung to her curves perfectly, a vision of understated elegance. She looked at her r

," she said, dismis

t struck her. I'm really getting married.

se a designer dress from her limited collection, simple yet stylish. As Ryan entered the ro

armly by Mr. Kendrick and his wife, Rose. T

they sat, "tell me, what do you do fo

thly. "She's a fashion designer. Her fathe

r. Kendrick re

ating?" Rose asked, her sharp eye

now, Mom," Ryan

Ryan, would you let your

leared her throat. "He's right, Ma

said, not enti

sister, strode into the room with a dramatic flair. Her eyes immediately landed o

our brother's fian

can't possibly be my brothe

n darkened. "Ivy

married, and

rious, Ryan. You

ice. It's done,"

r. Kendrick. "Are you sure abo

always wanted me to settle

d. "Very well, then. I'll inform our associates. But I s

nt anything big. Jus

.." Mr. Kendrick trailed

did her best to ignore it, but the tension was thick. Onc

few guests present. Iris walked down the aisle, her heart heavy, w

barely focus. "Do you, Ryan, take I

said, his

ammered, feeling the

ispered after the ceremony. "But don'

"I'll make sure this marriage is hell for you,

n't actually hurt me... right? But

from outside the ha

s muttered, alr

tigate, Ryan grabbed h

hat's g

ust me. We

one buzzed. He answered it, his voice l

er end. "We move forward. Keep her in l

ris could ask him about the call, the car

eautifully decorated for the newlywed

e decorations, left Iris

ater, out of breath. "Sir...

talking about?" Ryan d

don't know the details,

nched hi