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Fake Bride for the Last Bachelor

"Why did you drag me out here," I asked, folding my arms across my chest. "I think I have a way where we can solve both of our problems," he began. "I'm proposing that you be my future bride, and in exchange, I will help fund your research department and your parent's shop however I can." "Okay, but why me? I mean, you have a horde of women pursuing you. Why not just date one of them?" I asked "Because they actually want to marry me. You are…decent enough to get the job done," he said with a snide smile on his face. "We are going to have to work on your complementing skills, I see," I muttered. "Look, are you in or not?" Grey demanded. I sighed. There wasn't much of a downside to taking the deal. If anything went wrong, I could always pull out of it, right? I nodded, "I'm in." Fake Bride for the Last Bachelor was created by Madilyn Lasher, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Madilyn Lasher · Urban
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50 Chs

Chapter 45: Learn Your Lesson

THAT WEEKEND

BEAVERBROOK HOTEL

POV MARCELINE

"Here we are," Grey said as we pulled up to a three-story gray stone hotel. Although I would call it more of a castle than a hotel by the looks of it. I could see at least one tower and the building had at least twenty or so windows on the front.

"This is just where people are staying?" I asked.

Grey nodded, "The main wedding party is staying here, but everyone else is close by."

I shook my head, "This seems insane. We aren't even having the wedding here."

"True, but we are having the rehearsal dinner in their main ceremony room," Grey pointed out and got out of the car. Grey opened the door, and I pulled my coat tighter. Snow was expected any day now and I was thankful that the wedding would be taking place inside.

"Marceline!" I heard a familiar voice shout. I turned toward the hotel's front doors and saw Sharon sprinting towards us. She barreled into me, laughing as she hugged me.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

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