Stella Grayson and Lucas Patterson have been best friends for two years.
They hug and call each other cute names.
They hold hands and kiss each other.
They fight and make up in one day.
They spend most of their free time together.
So basically t...
Thank you so much for choosing this story. I appreciate it. It's the first book I wrote on wattpad and well... *laughs nervously*
So in light of that, this book is currently under editing and some chapters may be in a different tense as I am completely changing this book from past to present tense.
Enjoy!
But before you do, if you're also looking for a bookthat does not make me laugh nervously you can check this one out. It'll be much appreciated since I really think this book has shown drastic improvement from my first.
It is a bit different from what I usually write so I'd really love your feedback.
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They say sometimes you have to do things you don't want to. They say desperate times call for desperate measures. They even say blood is thicker than water.
Even if I suck in my pride and marry this unknown man, will it really be worth it? I've been asking myself this ever since I said I do because this man truly pushes my buttons. He isn't exactly the warmest or easiest to deal with. I'm not exactly the most patient either. We're like a match made in heaven, aren't we?
"Darson Meldeev, CEO of the Meldeev Corporation, 6"3 in height, 23 years old." He recites as if practiced a million times. I roll my eyes.
"That's general knowledge." I point out. We are newlyweds for crying out loud. Is our marriage supposed to thrive on that bit of information?
"It's all the knowledge you'll get." He responds and I glare at him. I smooth out my wedding dress and take a deep breath. Just go with the flow Khara. Go with the flow.
"Khara Bain-" I begin but he cuts me off.
"You're a Meldeev now." His voice is stern. What is he getting out of this marriage? I know for a fact this isn't by genuine choice on either our parts.
"Khara Mel...deev. Editor at Kerr Magazine, 21 years old." The car then slows to a stop. I open the door quickly to rush out.
