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A Perfect Stitch
On lover's day, an innocent soul got trapped in the chambers of Lucifer.
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A case of mistaken identity brought two complete strangers together, to seal a wedding in a church, live under one roof, and share a bed for two. Two complete polar opposites, whom instead of attracting, repealed each.
Dwain Horton is a multi-billionaire who owns several five-star hotels and shipping companies around the globe. One night with a stranger and she ruined his reputation to the mud and bruised his heart. He promised himself to make her pay but too bad, he got the wrong bride.
What happens when Ellis Blien gets married in the place of Elisabeth Dixon to this revenge-seeking monster who is determined to crush her life to dust.
...
For the complete story, you will have to go check it out on Wattpad. The story is a plus 100k words book, can't fit here.
Anyways, here is chapter one; Lover's Day Wish.
In most fictional worlds, it's a truth universally that; the wrong bride might just be the right one in most cases...yes, to date.
"Ellis, hurry up. Come see what Dylan sent to me. "
Megan screams chimed through my eardrums, pitching higher than our old alarm clock. The last time she did this, I whacked my head against my closet.
Sitting up on my bed, I flipped the thick fur covers and flung my storybook next to my pillow. Then, stretched my body and released a fuzzy yarn. I couldn't wait to see how splendid this year's Valentine's day will look like.
Slipping my feet into my flip flops and standing up, I walked to my closet where I snatched my pink nightgown from a collection of baby pink nightgowns.
Fixing my hair into a messy bun, I quickened my steps to the door and grabbed the cold metal of the doorknob. Squeezing it to the left, I made my way down the countless stairs.
My hands rubbed my slipping eyes as I settled on the sofa, waiting for Megan to continue with her rants. A few hours older than me and she thinks she's the boss at home.
"Is that real?" My mouth dropped to the ground as I pointed at her luggage and shot a sheepish stare at Megan who was strolling in with multiple shopping bags. The smile and blush on her cheeks were two factors that I didn't miss out, she had never been this happy.
She settled into one of the fussy sofas and dropped her bags to the glass frame mahogany slab our parents bought a week ago. "Will you stop starring at me and go get yourself a boyfriend?" She heaved a sigh and picked one of the bags off the slab.
I squeezed my lips, stopping myself from blabbing an insult at her. An insult at her and my parents will scold the hell out of me. I curved my lips into a faked smile and wiggled my short brows at her, " Thanks for your advice, but I don't think I need one."
It was a matter of seconds before her laughter filled my private space. She dropped her bag to the floor and shifted close to me. Her green hazel eyes, 'a feature we both inherited from our dad, ' glared into mine.
"You know what? You will die lonely. Today is Valentine and your mates are receiving flowers. They are laughing with their boyfriends and enjoying their youth.
If you wish, you can stay here and wait for God to send your own boyfriend from heaven. I hope he will not pass you by, " Her words brushed against my heart, twisting my valves and increasing the rate of blood flow.
My eyes scowled at her; I clenched my jaw and grounded my teeth. Megan has never stopped teasing me and criticizing my faith. What is wrong in being a Christian by the way?
"As for me, I have a date tonight with Dylan. If you are interested, I might ask him to plead with one of his friends to manage you for tonight." She stood up and adjusted her crop top, grinding her bubble gum with pleasure.
My words hauled at my throat and I diverted my gaze to the TV screen at the edge of the wall. Ignoring Megan was the best I could do these days while waiting for our parents to get home. They don't know the real Megan, and I must tell them. It's too much.
Megan snatched her bags from the slab, blew a kiss at me, and run her legs upstairs. Her curled dark brown hair tumbled down her back to her waist, bouncing as she plopped her foot against each stair.
There is always a seed of truth in her words, but leaving the lifestyle she lives will tamper with my spiritual growth. I believe in life after death and nothing will compromise my faith.
Her words kept playing in my head time without number. She was gone, but her smile intoxicated my system like a drug to which I was soon getting addicted to. She brings out the wildest thoughts in me whenever she wants.
Coming to think of it, my hand brushed against my chin, and I caressed the smooth skin. Diving deep into my thoughts. A boy has never asked me out. Not even to mention the fact that- guys have never complimented me.
No!no... I can't let Megan's words frustrate me.' I shook my head in denial, I have internal beauty. It's within and its not for the world to see.
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"Queen of loneliness, see you soon girl, " Megan giggled and moved to the elevator. Laughing at me was her new hobby and she does it to perfection.
I yanked my lazy self off the sofas and journeyed to my room. Hoping its four pink walls consoles me and helps me to stop thinking of Megan's words. Valentine's day is so precious and isn't suppose to be spoiled by- Her.
I settled on my bed and glanced at my smartphone. No new message and not even one notification from social media. I squinted my eyes, rejecting Megan's smile which kept messing with my mind.
The bathroom seemed to be a better option and a sure passport to relaxing. A place I won't miss for anything in the world. The only place that tolerates my croaked voice and gives me hopes of becoming a better Singer.
The bathroom session was over and I was fumbling with the hairdryer as I strolled to my closet. I scanned the items and settled on a pink flowery gown which ended at knee length.
A headscarf and little silver earrings to go with it, not forgetting the low heels I wore. The charm of Valentine's day could not pass me by, I preferred to go visit a park and watch the children have fun with their parents.
Completing my look with a sparkling lip gloss, I fondled my lips together and I was good to go. Going away from my loneliness and ditching away sadness.
Bright morning and the Belgium burning sun was streaming in through the openings in clouds.
I walked past a garden across the street but halted to catch two couples making out on the grass field. They were hugging, caressing, and smiling at each other.
Too beautiful to be true, I don't think love is in my mental vocabulary. Seeing them making out, and playing love games together made me jealous.
'I wish I had a boyfriend, ' my lips curved into a little smile and I shook the idea off my head. I stopped my stare at the couple and focused on my walk to the park.
Head high up and eyes fixed on the clouds, I walked on the street, admiring the beauty of nature. Nature is such a beautiful...
"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you blind? Can't you see?" A stranger's screams brought me out of my thinking and my eyes marveled at her.
Her Diamond earrings sparkled under the dazzling sun, adding to the scattered diamond stones on her gorgeous cream white handles wedding gown. Her bun was beautiful and her make up raked off money.
"I'm... I'm sorry... I..." I stuttered, biting my lower lip. I'm fun of getting myself into trouble and I don't learn from my mistakes. I kept cursing under my breath.
The gorgeous lady in front of me removed her veil, flung it to the floor, and dumped her wedding flowers by the road. My eyes flew wide at her actions, I starred with shock at the car in which she entered ride away.
What a way to start Valentine's day? Is this lady running from her own wedding? By the way, that was none of my business and I won't let a stranger ruin my valentine's day.
Life is funny, I'm kinda craving to have a boyfriend right now and this lady is running from her wedding, this is pathetic. I couldn't resist the edge of grabbing the flowers and clutching my eyelids while inhaling the scent.
The heat radiating from an unknown source made me flush my eyes and I met a pair of pale blue eyes staring at me, a woman in her late forties.
"Elizabeth, I know its a hard decision for you to get married this young. But you have to do this, please save our family." Her hands brushed against my cheeks, sending tingles down my spine.
Did she call me Elizabeth?
Thanks for reading, please head over to wattpad for the continuation.❤
#romance #billionaire #newadult #hatelove #lovestory #humor #funny #mysterioislines #mystry #arrangemarriage #wattpad
...
A case of mistaken identity brought two complete strangers together, to seal a wedding in a church, live under one roof, and share a bed for two. Two complete polar opposites, whom instead of attracting, repealed each.
Dwain Horton is a multi-billionaire who owns several five-star hotels and shipping companies around the globe. One night with a stranger and she ruined his reputation to the mud and bruised his heart. He promised himself to make her pay but too bad, he got the wrong bride.
What happens when Ellis Blien gets married in the place of Elisabeth Dixon to this revenge-seeking monster who is determined to crush her life to dust.
...
For the complete story, you will have to go check it out on Wattpad. The story is a plus 100k words book, can't fit here.
Anyways, here is chapter one; Lover's Day Wish.
In most fictional worlds, it's a truth universally that; the wrong bride might just be the right one in most cases...yes, to date.
"Ellis, hurry up. Come see what Dylan sent to me. "
Megan screams chimed through my eardrums, pitching higher than our old alarm clock. The last time she did this, I whacked my head against my closet.
Sitting up on my bed, I flipped the thick fur covers and flung my storybook next to my pillow. Then, stretched my body and released a fuzzy yarn. I couldn't wait to see how splendid this year's Valentine's day will look like.
Slipping my feet into my flip flops and standing up, I walked to my closet where I snatched my pink nightgown from a collection of baby pink nightgowns.
Fixing my hair into a messy bun, I quickened my steps to the door and grabbed the cold metal of the doorknob. Squeezing it to the left, I made my way down the countless stairs.
My hands rubbed my slipping eyes as I settled on the sofa, waiting for Megan to continue with her rants. A few hours older than me and she thinks she's the boss at home.
"Is that real?" My mouth dropped to the ground as I pointed at her luggage and shot a sheepish stare at Megan who was strolling in with multiple shopping bags. The smile and blush on her cheeks were two factors that I didn't miss out, she had never been this happy.
She settled into one of the fussy sofas and dropped her bags to the glass frame mahogany slab our parents bought a week ago. "Will you stop starring at me and go get yourself a boyfriend?" She heaved a sigh and picked one of the bags off the slab.
I squeezed my lips, stopping myself from blabbing an insult at her. An insult at her and my parents will scold the hell out of me. I curved my lips into a faked smile and wiggled my short brows at her, " Thanks for your advice, but I don't think I need one."
It was a matter of seconds before her laughter filled my private space. She dropped her bag to the floor and shifted close to me. Her green hazel eyes, 'a feature we both inherited from our dad, ' glared into mine.
"You know what? You will die lonely. Today is Valentine and your mates are receiving flowers. They are laughing with their boyfriends and enjoying their youth.
If you wish, you can stay here and wait for God to send your own boyfriend from heaven. I hope he will not pass you by, " Her words brushed against my heart, twisting my valves and increasing the rate of blood flow.
My eyes scowled at her; I clenched my jaw and grounded my teeth. Megan has never stopped teasing me and criticizing my faith. What is wrong in being a Christian by the way?
"As for me, I have a date tonight with Dylan. If you are interested, I might ask him to plead with one of his friends to manage you for tonight." She stood up and adjusted her crop top, grinding her bubble gum with pleasure.
My words hauled at my throat and I diverted my gaze to the TV screen at the edge of the wall. Ignoring Megan was the best I could do these days while waiting for our parents to get home. They don't know the real Megan, and I must tell them. It's too much.
Megan snatched her bags from the slab, blew a kiss at me, and run her legs upstairs. Her curled dark brown hair tumbled down her back to her waist, bouncing as she plopped her foot against each stair.
There is always a seed of truth in her words, but leaving the lifestyle she lives will tamper with my spiritual growth. I believe in life after death and nothing will compromise my faith.
Her words kept playing in my head time without number. She was gone, but her smile intoxicated my system like a drug to which I was soon getting addicted to. She brings out the wildest thoughts in me whenever she wants.
Coming to think of it, my hand brushed against my chin, and I caressed the smooth skin. Diving deep into my thoughts. A boy has never asked me out. Not even to mention the fact that- guys have never complimented me.
No!no... I can't let Megan's words frustrate me.' I shook my head in denial, I have internal beauty. It's within and its not for the world to see.
-----------
"Queen of loneliness, see you soon girl, " Megan giggled and moved to the elevator. Laughing at me was her new hobby and she does it to perfection.
I yanked my lazy self off the sofas and journeyed to my room. Hoping its four pink walls consoles me and helps me to stop thinking of Megan's words. Valentine's day is so precious and isn't suppose to be spoiled by- Her.
I settled on my bed and glanced at my smartphone. No new message and not even one notification from social media. I squinted my eyes, rejecting Megan's smile which kept messing with my mind.
The bathroom seemed to be a better option and a sure passport to relaxing. A place I won't miss for anything in the world. The only place that tolerates my croaked voice and gives me hopes of becoming a better Singer.
The bathroom session was over and I was fumbling with the hairdryer as I strolled to my closet. I scanned the items and settled on a pink flowery gown which ended at knee length.
A headscarf and little silver earrings to go with it, not forgetting the low heels I wore. The charm of Valentine's day could not pass me by, I preferred to go visit a park and watch the children have fun with their parents.
Completing my look with a sparkling lip gloss, I fondled my lips together and I was good to go. Going away from my loneliness and ditching away sadness.
Bright morning and the Belgium burning sun was streaming in through the openings in clouds.
I walked past a garden across the street but halted to catch two couples making out on the grass field. They were hugging, caressing, and smiling at each other.
Too beautiful to be true, I don't think love is in my mental vocabulary. Seeing them making out, and playing love games together made me jealous.
'I wish I had a boyfriend, ' my lips curved into a little smile and I shook the idea off my head. I stopped my stare at the couple and focused on my walk to the park.
Head high up and eyes fixed on the clouds, I walked on the street, admiring the beauty of nature. Nature is such a beautiful...
"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you blind? Can't you see?" A stranger's screams brought me out of my thinking and my eyes marveled at her.
Her Diamond earrings sparkled under the dazzling sun, adding to the scattered diamond stones on her gorgeous cream white handles wedding gown. Her bun was beautiful and her make up raked off money.
"I'm... I'm sorry... I..." I stuttered, biting my lower lip. I'm fun of getting myself into trouble and I don't learn from my mistakes. I kept cursing under my breath.
The gorgeous lady in front of me removed her veil, flung it to the floor, and dumped her wedding flowers by the road. My eyes flew wide at her actions, I starred with shock at the car in which she entered ride away.
What a way to start Valentine's day? Is this lady running from her own wedding? By the way, that was none of my business and I won't let a stranger ruin my valentine's day.
Life is funny, I'm kinda craving to have a boyfriend right now and this lady is running from her wedding, this is pathetic. I couldn't resist the edge of grabbing the flowers and clutching my eyelids while inhaling the scent.
The heat radiating from an unknown source made me flush my eyes and I met a pair of pale blue eyes staring at me, a woman in her late forties.
"Elizabeth, I know its a hard decision for you to get married this young. But you have to do this, please save our family." Her hands brushed against my cheeks, sending tingles down my spine.
Did she call me Elizabeth?
Thanks for reading, please head over to wattpad for the continuation.❤
#romance #billionaire #newadult #hatelove #lovestory #humor #funny #mysterioislines #mystry #arrangemarriage #wattpad
