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My Little Bride
Romance "You are getting married and that's final," Her Father said is voice loud and angry, and she had just arrived home from school to hear the biggest news of her life.
"Dad, I'm in no mood for this right now. What do you mean I'm getting married? I'm barely Eighteen!!" She said her face red.
She just got back from late night class, and she is too tired for another of her family dramas.
"Vladimir Markin would be your husband," the man said.
"Vlad what!!! Ivanie shrieks back the color draining from her face completely. What does he mean by Vladimir why Vladimir, who's Vladimir?
"Dad!!" she was almost screaming.
"No more, Ivanie," her father snapped, going back to take his seat. Ivanie turned to see her mother in a corner with her head down, barely looking at her.
'Right, who could oppose her father he was the great Williams Shanks, and finally say was his best work yet'.
Ivanie ran up the stairs pissed her bag, jingling along with her as she ran up to her room. As soon as she was behind closed doors, "Argh," she screamed her head off angry and unable to contain her anger. She punched the pillow desperately, trying to convey her frustration.
"I'm so not getting married, never," Ivanie yelled.
•••••
Who was Ivanie? A golden spoon teen who was born out of wealth, she had everything you could wish everything money could buy. She was rude, nonchalant, and way too Sarcastic; if she wanted it, she got it.
Jace is a fourth generation born with a golden spoon. Nothing escapes his eyes, not the school's beauty or the good things.
Malachi? He's a total playboy who has his eyes everywhere and doesn't like being committed. He would rather promise you a memorable night than love.
Jessica? The school total bitch. She's a copycat seeking attention. She's fuckinh rich but never gets satisfied with anything.
••••
"Sir Vladimir your mom has purchased the ticket back home, we will be flying back tomorrow"
The man in the back seat of a high-profile car said nothing, he scrolled through his phone looking at his scheduled table.
"And she has sent the picture of the girl I will be emailing it to you, " James Vladimir's assistant said sending the mail to Vladimir.
It took Vladimir a while before he clicked on the mailbox. The picture of the girl popped up and written on it was her full birth name.
"Ivanie Shanks........ hmm" Vladimir's cold voice uttered as he adjusted his tie and scrolled through her information. You might like
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AAAngels It was June, at the crack of dawn, a beautiful woman woke up with pains wracking her body and a splitting headache in a presidential suite of a five-star hotel, somewhere in the capital city, Nordeny.
She felt utterly exhausted. Her head was killing her. It was as if she had woken up in a stranger's body. The young woman was Anya MacMillan. She forced her eyes open and pushed herself up. The sight before her baffled her.
A huge bed. Messy sheets with streaks of dried dubious fluids stained. Clothes strewn across the bed and the floor. Clothes that belonged to her and a man.
Anya jerked in shock. She whipped her head around and stared at the other side of the bed.
On the huge and messy bed slept the man whom she had been secretly in love with forever. Evan Welton, the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. The Adonis of Nordeny.
Exhaustion lined his handsome face. His eyes were tightly shut. He showed no signs of waking up. He was completely naked, His finely sculpted form laid completely bare to Anya's eyes.
The pounding in Anya's head worsened.
Her breathing quickened. Did she...had she...with Evan...last night?
Anya shoved aside the splitting pain in her head and forced herself to recall what had happened last night.
Last night...she remembered that she had paid a visit to her stepmother.
What had happened after that?
Her memories were a blur. Her head felt heavy and her neck was killing her. Amid the fog clouding her head, snippets of memories flashed. She remembered heated touches, naked flesh and then some...
There was no doubt about it. They had sex.
It must be her stepmother. Her stepmother must have drugged them! Anya couldn't think of anyone else who would do something so vicious to her!
Anya felt an alarm sound off in her head. 'She had to get out of here,' she thought. She tried to clamber out of bed immediately. She knew exactly who Evan Welton was.
The man set to inherit the vast fortunes of the wealthiest family in Nordeny and the bachelor whom every young woman from any respectable family sought to marry. A man who loathed the advances of women he didn't know. Angering him would mean death.
Anya imagined the possibility of Evan waking up right now. What would he think when he saw the mess? There was no way she could talk her way out of this one.
She had been secretly in love with the man since she had been a girl. She didn't want the man to detest her.
Anya scrambled to get out of bed. Suddenly, something shot towards her from the other side of the bed. He wrapped himself around her slender waist and yanking her back forcefully. The next moment, she was trapped under someone. She heard a husky male voice, rough with anger and through a clenched jaw. "Anya MacMillan...how dare you drug me..."
Anya's mind cleared up. The fog that had clouded her head dispelled immediately. She shook her head frantically. "I didn't do it! It wasn't me..."
"You didn't? How did you end up in my bed then?" Evan detested such shameless and stealthy means. His fingers tightened around Anya's pale arms. His strong grip nearly crushed her fragile bones.
Pain spiked down Anya's arms. Her eyes reddened as she repeated herself.
Evan wasn't interested in listening to her denials. In his view, she was just another despicable, loose woman who drugged him so that she could sleep with him. He released his grip on her and shoved her aside roughly. Then, he got out of bed and began to dress himself. "I don't want to see you again. Ever. Appear in my sight again and you're dead."
The young man pulled on the rest of his clothes angrily.
It was then that Sydney, Anya's stepsister, burst into the room suddenly. The sight of the mess in the room sent her into an instant rage. She had thought that the drug would make them pa** out and put up a deception of them having had sex.
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The day Ava Smith discovered she was pregnant, her husband handed her divorce papers. Cold, cruel, and heartless, Logan Smith claimed he never loved her and that their marriage was nothing but a deal forced by his grandparents. His true love, Arabella, had returned... and Ava was no longer needed.
Heartbroken and cast out, determined to change everything. Ava thought she had lost everything, until fate led her back into the arms of the powerful brothers she thought were gone forever. When they learned the truth, they vowed to destroy the man who broke her. The forgotten had come back with more than a broken heart. She came back with a child and a legacy.
Now, Logan wants her back, claiming to repay for the past years. He fell on his knees saying, "You can't marry him, I still love you. I am sorry."
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Layla Butler Seven years ago, in a betrayal, she stole his information, destroyed half of his wealth, and took away his seeds.
Filled with anger, he vowed to find this woman and seek revenge.
When he met her again seven years later, she had no memory and only had a gifted baby around her.
An adorable child cutely smiled and asked, "Mr. Dominic, do you think you look like me?"
Looking at those eyes and facial feature that was similar to his, Dominic’s eyes narrowed in question, “Who are you?"
"Maybe you are my long-lost father and I am your son,"