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.
Revelations
Yvette could barely contain her excitement as a bright smile played on her lips . She had just hung up on the phone after talking to Zeke who told her he would be arriving in the evening of the following day .
She couldn't contain her happiness of getting to see him after a week of being away.
She started humming mindlessly as she moved through the quiet house, her busy hands straightening cushion and dusting shelves.
Mr Lawrence had taken a week off work to tend to her sick grandchild and leaving her with the rare chance of preparing the home herself and also enjoy her quiet time.
As she continued with the chores, she heared the doorbell and ran to answer even though she wasn't expecting any guests.
She accepted the box and thanked the security man . It was the mail that had arrived.