Stealing My Rival's Bride At The Altar

Author: REGINA MCBRIDE

Chapter 1

Word Count: 629 | Released on: 03/09/2026

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nal coat of gloss onto my lips. The red w

and roses. The wedding's theme flowers. They were supposed to smell l

gomery, swept in. She was a vision in a Chanel suit

ircling me as if I were a prize-winning

wasn't warmth; it was an appraisal. A confirmation

my facial muscles were froz

looking the manicured hotel grounds. "Look at that crowd. TMZ, People maga

the folds of my dress, clenched into fists. My nails dug into

I was the lead actress.

rtier-sponsored diamond tiara on my head. T

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. That handsome, celebrated fa

d I swallowed it down. Hard. I couldn'

the seating chart for the reception, ensuring eve

merely the most valuable pr

in the mirror had wide, terrified b

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d I ge

space where my heart should be. Th

ar who always smiles, who is always perfe

ch light and dismissive. "Alright, da

as a viper's bite.

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congratulations. "You look so beautiful, Ms.

ngs sounded

pered something in her ear, a

for the live broadcast," she annou

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thought

lead weights, bol

tly. It was my maid of ho

doorway, a bright

met mine, and

person in the world who cou

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Stealing My Rival's Bride At The Altar

REGINA MCBRIDE Romance

“I was Hollywood's sweetheart, walking down the aisle in the "wedding of the year" to marry a star athlete. But this wasn't a fairytale. It was a cold, calculated business transaction orchestrated by my own mother. My fiancé, John, didn't want a wife; he wanted an asset to double his brand value. My mother ignored my suffocating dread, treating me like a product on display. She even forced me to turn down a massive movie role just to secure this merger. As my father proudly handed me over to a man who only saw me as property, John squeezed my hand, his possessive grip a silent threat. I stood at the altar in a million-dollar gown, surrounded by thousands of white roses, feeling like I was being buried alive. The whole world was watching, cheering for the perfect couple, completely blind to my silent screams. Why did my own family sell me out for money and connections? How could I be forced to say "I do" to a hypocrite who made my stomach churn? I thought I had no choice but to surrender to this beautifully crafted cage. Until I looked into the shadows at the back of the church and met the ice-blue eyes of a complete stranger. He saw right through my flawless makeup to the shattered soul underneath. And judging by the dark, furious look on his face, he wasn't going to let this wedding finish.”