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.
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The rain came down in sheets, turning the mountainside into a dark, slippery nightmare.
The once vibrant landscape was now a blur of gray and green, as the storm transformed the forest into a treacherous labyrinth.
Yvette clung onto the rough bark of the tree, her body shaking, both from the cold and the fear that gnawed at her insides.
She couldn't believe what had just happened—one moment, she had been searching for her phone and ignoring Nadia's incessant nagging and at the next, she was already tumbling down the rocky slope.
She hadn't even had time to scream before the ground gave way beneath her feet, the sharp push from behind sending her into freefall.
Yvette had expected to feel the hard earth rush up to meet her, to hit the rocks below or even the oceans.