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.
I Belong To You
Yvette closed the door behind her, letting out a long breath as the tension from the party began to melt away.
The house was quiet, the warm glow from the hallway light casting a soft, welcoming shadow.
As she stepped into the living room, she found Zeke sitting on the sofa, his expression unreadable as her gazed at her.
"What's wrong?. She asked a she embraced him, sitting on his laps.
"You're late". He frowned.
"The event went on longer than expected". She replied and pouted. "There was some drama, but nothing I couldn't handle."
"Hmm". His eyes narrowed slightly. "I saw the photos, why did you dance with him?".
"Is this jealousy, Zeke?". Yvette grinned , peeking at his expression as he turned his face away from her but she could still make out his tinged ears.