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A stranger called husband

Chapter 4 Married without a kiss

Word Count: 1264    |    Released on: 25/07/2025

a's

ing, I woke u

is the wedding itinerary. Jewelry fitting. Dres

was

ourteen million dollars?" Just cold instructions like I was another item on h

in on the list like maybe there was a secret trapd

e wa

The man behind the wheel stepped out wearing all black and sunglasses, looking like someone out of a spy

Amara,"

stion. A

ging my secondhand tote bag li

s driver. I'll be

life so intense and straight-backed? Was it a requiremen

talk. No music. Just me and my wild thoughts, bouncing aroun

that probably cost more to enter t

hing s

by-diamonds ki

alty. "We've already pre selected a few pieces for your big day,

Mil

lin

thing. Let alone by a last name that felt l

were... b

te tennis bracelet. A necklace that

these?" I asked,

o the millimeter. H

urse

he'd already shortlisted six gowns. I wasn't e

Just occasional nods to let the assistants know which fit Lucien's taste best. I didn't even get to

third ballgown and sipping champ

the

ower, and options be in such a hurry to

n't ro

d,

was something else. Something urgent behind all this control. Like he nee

before sunset. Same sile

shallow again. That familiar, terrifying rhythm. I sat beside her, brushing her hair back, whispering

self to cry. Quietly. Behind the bathroom doo

who didn'

I bare

e in one hand and signed aw

was the ne

dressed for my fake wedding. We a

gue

mus

ud aunties in gele asking, "W

st

ci

suffocatin

ew about. The officiant looked bored. I was wearing the most beautiful dress I'd ever seen-lace

de me, flawless i

t even l

on

h that same voice he used to order pe

eciting a script for a schoo

kiss the bride," he nod

o

k

fake peck o

egant rejection I'

ckage. The seats were stitched in white leather, with a bottle

egs crossed, staring out the

ost l

sn't a

n obvious

n, the sun had set, but the light

s stu

u

line i

d golden lanterns. The mansion itself looked like something from a fairytale

. The marble steps felt too clean to touch. T

r us and Lucien stepped

ne cautious h

ide was

ause it w

like frozen galaxies. Everything in monochrome and silver,

elcome speech like, "Hey new wife, h

loosenin

e foot of the staircase. She

e left wing," he said. "

was

nod to a house that could fit t

m. "Are you al

a brow. "L

nt. Void of

or half a second. "Isn't th

uc

waiting for me toward the left hallway, dragging the dre

, I turned back and said, "You could've at

atched me like I was a m

im there-alone, bea

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A stranger called husband
A stranger called husband
“Lucien needs a bride. Not for love, but to secure a billion-dollar merger and dethrone his corrupt father. Amara, with her soft eyes and unshakable pride, is the perfect pawn. But Amara refuses to be anyone's toy. As sparks ignite and secrets unravel, Amara discovers the truth about Lucien's past, the real reason she was chosen... and that love might just be the most dangerous thing of all. As the lines blur between hate and desire, Amara must choose: escape with her heart intact-or fight to tame the devil she married.”