LOVE IN PARIS: Married To My Brother-in-law
The cathedral was a stunning sight, adorned with exquisite floral decorations that did nothing but added to it's grandeur. "We are here today," The priest began, his tone rich and commanding. "To witness the union of Manuel and Yvette in holy matrimony". "Before we proceed, if there is anyone here who knows of any lawful impediment to this marriage, speak now or forever hold your peace" . . . . . . "I object!". " On what grounds do you object, young man?". This marriage cannot proceed as it would be unlawful. A married woman cannot marry again not when I , her husband is still hale and healthy". Yvette Jasmin, a rising and well-known actress was over the moon about her upcoming wedding. She flew to Paris for her bachelorette party with her friends, however while drunk she haphazardly married an unknown guy who turns out to be her Brother-in-law, the man who had secretly harbored feelings for her for decades. But now entangled, he couldn't help it. Crashing her wedding was another thing, possessively claiming her was another. Whosoever wanted to get to her would have to pass through this wife slave husband.
Double-edged Sword
By the time Yvette and Leila arrived at the set after the four days of break as ordered by Director Cole, everywhere was bustling with activities as the casts and crew made the final adjustment for the next scene.
As soon as the duo stepped in , they were surrounded by almost all of the cast's and crew present, all asking of her health and Yvette replied happily that she was feeling better and only just sustain few bruises.
She walked with her usual grace, her face betraying no sign of the ordeal she had endured in the mountains.
Yet, behind her warm smiles and polite greetings, there was a simmering fire in her chest.
She had made it through the storm, and now she was back, but she wasn't here just to act. She was here for retribution. For Nadia.