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To love William Carter

Warning: Mature content, dark themes, psychological Status: Complete It all started one perfect night at the coast of the Mediterranean sea. I was standing on a beach with my feet laved in warm golden sand and my eyes fixed on the crushing waves. That is when trouble decided to walk by in a form of a handsome face with sandy blonde hair and dazzling enthralling killer smile. One look into his ocean blue eyes and I knew I wanted him as mine. And with just a touch of his lips on mine I was in love. But he belongs to her, my sister. You can call me the villain. I saw him first and he is mine to claim. I love him but he loves her. But my heart wants what is wants and that’s William Carter. When Adeline Pierce's Sister, Brittany introduce her fiancé to Adeline. Adeline had the shock of her life. Her sister’s fiancé, William Carter was the man that kissed Adeline two years ago on a beach and she is very much in love with him. Adeline vowed to make William hers at all cost. But two things stands in her way. Her sister, Brittany and her therapist Dr. Chris Owens who has sexy tattoos and a handsome face that she can't resist But William Carter has a malicious reasons for marrying Adeline's sister. He is seeking revenge. Will Adeline still go after William Carter her sister’s fiancé or would she surrender her heart to Dr. Chris Owens, her therapist ?

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Dinner with my parents (part two)

I drove quickly to my parent's mansion, hoping to avoid my mother's wrath. She might be wondering where I am.

"Did you find him there?" Brittany threw the question at me when she spotted me .

"Yes."

"You like him don't you?" She teased.

I feigned a shy smile.

"I am a perfect matchmaker. I knew you guys will hit it off right from the first glance."

She smutly says.

Ah, my perfect sister never misses the chance to claim her perfect title.

"Adeline," I cock my gaze in my mother's direction.

"Why are you not in your dinner wear, And where is your boyfriend?" My mother asked.

"He will soon be here," I say calmly in contrast to how jittered I am. Ever since my mother started acting cold towards me, I get vigorously jittered when she is around me. And my heart is always in my throat.

"I need to go change." I escaped from her cold presence.

William was in when I returned back downstairs. And as usual, he was having a political debate with my dad.