"We will now proceed."
A young clerk stepped forward, holding a thin stack of papers. She adjusted her glasses before speaking. "The marriage will be legally recognized once both parties consent, sign, and declare their vows in the presence of the judge and appointed witnesses." She paused, then glanced between them. "Do you wish to recite personal vows or proceed with the standard declaration?" Talon opened his mouth to speak but paused, giving Halo the opportunity to. He slightly tapped her back signaling for her to say something. "I......uh, standard, yes i'd prefer standard" Talon nodded in agreement. He wasn't big on the whole kissing at the altar or court thingy anyways. The clerk barely reacted to her response before continuing. "In accordance with the law, do both parties understand that this union is legally binding and requires a formal dissolution should either party choose to part ways?" "Yes," Talon answered. Halo hesitated, then whispered in agreement, "Yes." Mr. Vikram straightened in his seat and glanced at the papers before him. His tone remained even, professional, but there was something cautious in his delivery. “Then let us proceed.” The clerk turned her attention to Halo first. "Please state your full name." Halo inhaled. "Halo Alfred Remington." She didn’t think it would feel like this at first, but the thought of knowing that this would be the last time she would officially refer to herself as Halo Remington felt like.......relief. The clerk nodded and then shifted to Talon. Despite already knowing him. It was customary that they stated their names themselves. “ "And yours?" "Talon Sullivan Ashwood." Mr. Vikram’s voice carried over. “Miss Halo Alfred Remington, do you take this man, Talon Sullivan Ashwood, to be your lawfully wedded husband? To honor this contract in accordance with the law?" Halo's hands clenched slightly at her sides. This wasn’t a wedding, not in the fairytale sense. It was a transaction, a legal arrangement sealed with ink instead of love. She glanced at Talon, who stood unwavering beside her. She inhaled once. "I do." The judge’s gaze flicked to Talon. “Mr. Ashwood, do you take this woman, Halo Remington, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to uphold this agreement as stipulated by law?" Talon’s answer came without a pause. "Would I be here if I was going to?". He sighed and continued. "Anyways i do." A faint rustling echoed through the room as the clerk prepared the final documents. She placed them before Mr. Vikram, who retrieved a pen and poised it over the paper. "As presiding judge, I hereby witness the signing of this marriage certificate." He signed his name swiftly before looking up. "The couple may now sign." The clerk offered the pen to Halo first. Her fingers brushed the cool metal as she took it. She stared at the paper before her, at the space where she was supposed to sign. This was it. Once her name and signature was put on the page, she would no longer be Halo Remington. Her identity, her name, everything would change in an instant. She exhaled slowly. Then, with a steady hand, she wrote her name.The moment her pen lifted, the weight in her chest settled. There was no turning back now. Even if she wanted to, it would be ruining for her at this moment. The pen was then passed to Talon. He took it without hesitation and signed his name with effortless precision. His handwriting, sharp and easy to read, while he secretly admired her calligraphic style. The judge took the document back, scanning it before nodding. “With both parties in agreement and the legal process completed, I hereby declare you husband and wife.” Silence settled. No applause. No cheers. No emotional outbursts. Just legal finality. Halo let out a quiet breath. That was it? She expected.....she wasn’t sure what she expected. A bigger feeling maybe? A wave of emotion? But there was nothing. The judge handed the finalized documents to the clerk, who began processing them immediately. A staff member approached, passing a neatly enclosed envelope to Talon. "Your official marriage certificate will be sent in the coming days. In the meantime, this serves as legal proof of your union." Talon took the envelope without a word and with that, the ceremony was complete. Talon turned toward the door without hesitation Halo followed, though her steps were slower. As they stepped outside, the quiet hum of the city greeted them. The air was crisp, the streets quieter this time of noon. Halo wrapped her arms around herself. "So…....it’s done." Talon didn’t answer immediately. He handed the envelope to his waiting lawyer before finally meeting her gaze. "It’s done." She swallowed, she had just become a newly wedded bride. She had no dress, no bouquet, no celebration. Just a business affiliated-arrangement with the most puzzle-ly man she had ever met. She peered up at him, her new 'husband'. Talon tilted his head slightly. "Regrets already?" Halo scoffed lightly, though it lacked humor. "Would it change anything if I said yes?" “No.” His lips curled slightly. "But it is quite amusing to ask." A silence passed between them for quite a while. The lawyer was apparently making a phone call so it was taking him a little while to start the car. "May I say something?" Halo asked meekly fiddling with her fingers, it looked like something she did a lot. He gave a crisp nod. "I don't think I should call you Mr Ashwood in public" His lips curled up briefly. "How about Talon, or babe?" His wide smile distracted her for a second. The sun was setting and it's descending glow illuminated his fair skin. Like bubbling milk. "I think I'll settle on Talon. It has a nice ring to it" He cocked his head to the side, noticing the way she softly bit in her lip after pronouncing his name. Her wet tongue moving in her mouth. "What is that lip bite thing you seem to be doing?" Her lips parted and her eyes crinkled in confusion. Something else came to her mind as she saw the mischievous glint in Talon's eyes. They had just gotten married a few minutes ago in court. Newly weds, and by right of happening, tonight would be their wedding night. Her eyes snapped up to him in horror, she hadn't thought about this. Would they be consummating their marriage tonight?.The engine's hum pulled Halo from her thoughts. The lawyer came out of the driver's seat and held the door open for both of them. Talon ushered her in before moving inside himself, placing the envelope beside him."Do you know where we are headed?" He asked the quiet girl. Sitting at the far end of the seat, away from him. That wouldn't do, his goal was to make her warm up to him. Talon had an important task to allocate to Halo and that constituted part of the reason why he chose her instead of Scarlet."I do not know" she responded stiffly, curled into one corner. Her legs resting on the car seats instead of the floor. The pleasant scent of his perfume wafting in the air."Minutes ago you didn't mind my hand on your back, now you act like one touch or even looking at me will turn you to stone"She raised her head up, still avoiding eye contact with him. What could she possibly do if she pushed at consummating the marriage. She hadn't even considered that beforehand."There's somethi
She gingerly sat down on the white sofa closest to her, a few inches from the foot of the bed. She still couldn't push down the pangs of sharing a room, a bed with another person…...a man. She felt the weight of the box on her lap, her eyes looked forward and she bit the side of her lip, curiosity morphing into her features. She wanted to ask what it was but the fronted look Talon gave her showed that he wanted her to open the box herself. Which she did. Her fingers made quick work of the box’s lid as he pulled it off, staring at pile's of neatly stacked files inside the box. Files containing information on Zorro Ashwood. Why did he give her this, and why did this seem important?. Talon saw the confusion on her face and he sat in front of her, crossing his long legs. Dismissing the butler. "Why are you giving your brother's files to me?" Talon paused before leaning towards her, the space between their noses just a little. Halo instinctively leaned backwards, maintaining distance
Talon's lips curved up into a brief smile for a moment, watching as she fumbled for words. The box remained tight against her chest, as if she could use it as a shield between them."You like making me uncomfortable, don’t you?" she muttered.He tilted his head, feigning innocence. "Not at all. I simply like watching you squirm".Halo huffed. "Well, congratulations. If you keep this up you might see a lot of that"Talon chuckled but said nothing more. Instead, he walked toward the minibar at the far side of the bedroom, pouring himself a glass of something brown...... tequila?."Do you drink, I could pour you a glass?" He asked her although he could already assume her response."No, I drank the thing called beer once and it tasted foreign on my taste buds".He said nothing, another smile playing on his lips as he leaned against the wall, watching her. "You just got married to me, won't you at least celebrate?""There's not much to celebrate" she responded without tearing her eyes fro
Talon leaned against the dresser, arms crossed, watching his own reflection with mild frustration. The brush in his hand felt foreign, the lipstick even more so. He had tried. Really, he had. But after a failed attempt at styling Halo’s hair and smudging her eyeliner in a way that made her look like a sleep-deprived raccoon, he accepted defeat.The last time he had done someone’s makeup or hair aside from his, had been for his mother. And that had been years ago while she was still alive. He had always liked helping her do those little things instead of letting the maids do it.Halo had sat still throughout his efforts, though he didn’t miss the flickers of withheld laughs dancing in her eyes. "I didn’t know you were so......determined" she had commented.Talon exhaled through his nose, throwing the makeup brush onto the dresser. “Your hair isn't just agreeing to bend to my will. Neither is your face"Hair like hers wasn't hair he was used to, and he found it frustrating how tangly he
'Talon Ashwood, well renowned billionaire and business mogul, Choosing the lesser twin".Ouch, Halo internally winced. Did they really have to put it that way?"The press, stupid as always"Talon scoffed, his voice not low in any way. Halo pinched his arm. They were in front of a lot of cameras clicking lights at them, he had to be careful with what he said. She didn't want this to turn south.Talon didn't care."Who wrote the headline?"He called out, her fingers resting on his arm and his eyes shooting daggers at the camera. A smile murmured slithered through the crowd. He raised his finger up and gestured for the camera's flashing in his face to be lowered."I repeat, who wrote the headline, the lesser twin it says?""Talon please" Halo cautioned, unsure of what he was planning to do next. No one gave a response, and it looked like he was running out of patience for one."We're leaving" he simply said.She arched a brow, "No, we....we only just got here""And I do not like it here
At the center of the Remington's living room sat Talon Ashwood, calm, composed and utterly in control. Across him sat Scarlet Remington, pen poised above the contract, while she read it with excitement in her eyes. Her glamorous ruby red dress clung to her like a second skin, her nails manicured to match. Her parents, the Remington's, Mr Alfred and his wife Dolores sat beside her with wide smiles. Their eyes, proud and eager.This was it, the deal that would tie the Remington's to the Ashwood's. Both their families and stocks.Two lawyers sat on each side representing the families and overseeing the documents. Talon tugged on his straight black tie impatiently. This contract was a mere formality, this marriage, a necessity. His father had made that much clear, if he scored himself a wife before the stroke of midnight, then he would get the one thing he needed.Scarlet twirled the pen gracefully between her fingers, a smirk on her face as her signature on the paper began to dry. "I
It was news to Talon that the Remington family, although wealthy and of high standards, had recently dipped themselves in a pothole full of muddy water. In summary, an uncalculated investment had plunged them into jeopardy.Their funds were at the lowest it had ever been in decades and that was why Talon's marital offer was welcomed with open arms by the Remington's.Mr Alfred's hands slightly shook, if Talon had already found out about it then it meant that little by little the news could leak and it wouldn't take long before a blazing headline carrying the near bankruptcy of the Remington family would be splashed all over news channels. He needed to salvage the situation."Scarlet....," he said turning to his golden child "I think you should let your sister sign""Dad!" Scarlet shouted, her fists..balled.Mrs Dolores shook her head and moved towards her daughter's side, holding Scarlet's arm in order to calm her down."Mr Ashwood, you are making a mistake choosing my other daughter"
"No hard feelings anywhere, this is purely business. A daughter from you to me and in exchange, an investment from me to you. You should even be grateful, because her signature on these papers mean that you get to keep your funds, our ties, and your family name"He handed the documents to the lawyer he came with while the Remington's lawyer just stood there, in front of him sat the paper that had previously been signed by Scarlet, utterly meaningless.Scarlet took another step forward, her composure finally cracking. “Halo,” she snapped. “You don’t even know what you’re getting yourself into. You aren't fit for him”“I know enough,” Halo replied, her voice softer but firm. “And I know that he didn’t want you.”Scarlet recoiled as though she had been slapped.Dolores opened her mouth to speak, but Talon was already turning away, pulling Halo along with him as if dismissing the entire conversation. His movements were smooth, decisive, leaving no room for argument.“The car,” he said sim
'Talon Ashwood, well renowned billionaire and business mogul, Choosing the lesser twin".Ouch, Halo internally winced. Did they really have to put it that way?"The press, stupid as always"Talon scoffed, his voice not low in any way. Halo pinched his arm. They were in front of a lot of cameras clicking lights at them, he had to be careful with what he said. She didn't want this to turn south.Talon didn't care."Who wrote the headline?"He called out, her fingers resting on his arm and his eyes shooting daggers at the camera. A smile murmured slithered through the crowd. He raised his finger up and gestured for the camera's flashing in his face to be lowered."I repeat, who wrote the headline, the lesser twin it says?""Talon please" Halo cautioned, unsure of what he was planning to do next. No one gave a response, and it looked like he was running out of patience for one."We're leaving" he simply said.She arched a brow, "No, we....we only just got here""And I do not like it here
Talon leaned against the dresser, arms crossed, watching his own reflection with mild frustration. The brush in his hand felt foreign, the lipstick even more so. He had tried. Really, he had. But after a failed attempt at styling Halo’s hair and smudging her eyeliner in a way that made her look like a sleep-deprived raccoon, he accepted defeat.The last time he had done someone’s makeup or hair aside from his, had been for his mother. And that had been years ago while she was still alive. He had always liked helping her do those little things instead of letting the maids do it.Halo had sat still throughout his efforts, though he didn’t miss the flickers of withheld laughs dancing in her eyes. "I didn’t know you were so......determined" she had commented.Talon exhaled through his nose, throwing the makeup brush onto the dresser. “Your hair isn't just agreeing to bend to my will. Neither is your face"Hair like hers wasn't hair he was used to, and he found it frustrating how tangly he
Talon's lips curved up into a brief smile for a moment, watching as she fumbled for words. The box remained tight against her chest, as if she could use it as a shield between them."You like making me uncomfortable, don’t you?" she muttered.He tilted his head, feigning innocence. "Not at all. I simply like watching you squirm".Halo huffed. "Well, congratulations. If you keep this up you might see a lot of that"Talon chuckled but said nothing more. Instead, he walked toward the minibar at the far side of the bedroom, pouring himself a glass of something brown...... tequila?."Do you drink, I could pour you a glass?" He asked her although he could already assume her response."No, I drank the thing called beer once and it tasted foreign on my taste buds".He said nothing, another smile playing on his lips as he leaned against the wall, watching her. "You just got married to me, won't you at least celebrate?""There's not much to celebrate" she responded without tearing her eyes fro
She gingerly sat down on the white sofa closest to her, a few inches from the foot of the bed. She still couldn't push down the pangs of sharing a room, a bed with another person…...a man. She felt the weight of the box on her lap, her eyes looked forward and she bit the side of her lip, curiosity morphing into her features. She wanted to ask what it was but the fronted look Talon gave her showed that he wanted her to open the box herself. Which she did. Her fingers made quick work of the box’s lid as he pulled it off, staring at pile's of neatly stacked files inside the box. Files containing information on Zorro Ashwood. Why did he give her this, and why did this seem important?. Talon saw the confusion on her face and he sat in front of her, crossing his long legs. Dismissing the butler. "Why are you giving your brother's files to me?" Talon paused before leaning towards her, the space between their noses just a little. Halo instinctively leaned backwards, maintaining distance
The engine's hum pulled Halo from her thoughts. The lawyer came out of the driver's seat and held the door open for both of them. Talon ushered her in before moving inside himself, placing the envelope beside him."Do you know where we are headed?" He asked the quiet girl. Sitting at the far end of the seat, away from him. That wouldn't do, his goal was to make her warm up to him. Talon had an important task to allocate to Halo and that constituted part of the reason why he chose her instead of Scarlet."I do not know" she responded stiffly, curled into one corner. Her legs resting on the car seats instead of the floor. The pleasant scent of his perfume wafting in the air."Minutes ago you didn't mind my hand on your back, now you act like one touch or even looking at me will turn you to stone"She raised her head up, still avoiding eye contact with him. What could she possibly do if she pushed at consummating the marriage. She hadn't even considered that beforehand."There's somethi
"We will now proceed."A young clerk stepped forward, holding a thin stack of papers. She adjusted her glasses before speaking. "The marriage will be legally recognized once both parties consent, sign, and declare their vows in the presence of the judge and appointed witnesses." She paused, then glanced between them. "Do you wish to recite personal vows or proceed with the standard declaration?"Talon opened his mouth to speak but paused, giving Halo the opportunity to. He slightly tapped her back signaling for her to say something."I......uh, standard, yes i'd prefer standard"Talon nodded in agreement. He wasn't big on the whole kissing at the altar or court thingy anyways. The clerk barely reacted to her response before continuing. "In accordance with the law, do both parties understand that this union is legally binding and requires a formal dissolution should either party choose to part ways?""Yes," Talon answered.Halo hesitated, then whispered in agreement, "Yes."Mr. Vikram
"No hard feelings anywhere, this is purely business. A daughter from you to me and in exchange, an investment from me to you. You should even be grateful, because her signature on these papers mean that you get to keep your funds, our ties, and your family name"He handed the documents to the lawyer he came with while the Remington's lawyer just stood there, in front of him sat the paper that had previously been signed by Scarlet, utterly meaningless.Scarlet took another step forward, her composure finally cracking. “Halo,” she snapped. “You don’t even know what you’re getting yourself into. You aren't fit for him”“I know enough,” Halo replied, her voice softer but firm. “And I know that he didn’t want you.”Scarlet recoiled as though she had been slapped.Dolores opened her mouth to speak, but Talon was already turning away, pulling Halo along with him as if dismissing the entire conversation. His movements were smooth, decisive, leaving no room for argument.“The car,” he said sim
It was news to Talon that the Remington family, although wealthy and of high standards, had recently dipped themselves in a pothole full of muddy water. In summary, an uncalculated investment had plunged them into jeopardy.Their funds were at the lowest it had ever been in decades and that was why Talon's marital offer was welcomed with open arms by the Remington's.Mr Alfred's hands slightly shook, if Talon had already found out about it then it meant that little by little the news could leak and it wouldn't take long before a blazing headline carrying the near bankruptcy of the Remington family would be splashed all over news channels. He needed to salvage the situation."Scarlet....," he said turning to his golden child "I think you should let your sister sign""Dad!" Scarlet shouted, her fists..balled.Mrs Dolores shook her head and moved towards her daughter's side, holding Scarlet's arm in order to calm her down."Mr Ashwood, you are making a mistake choosing my other daughter"
At the center of the Remington's living room sat Talon Ashwood, calm, composed and utterly in control. Across him sat Scarlet Remington, pen poised above the contract, while she read it with excitement in her eyes. Her glamorous ruby red dress clung to her like a second skin, her nails manicured to match. Her parents, the Remington's, Mr Alfred and his wife Dolores sat beside her with wide smiles. Their eyes, proud and eager.This was it, the deal that would tie the Remington's to the Ashwood's. Both their families and stocks.Two lawyers sat on each side representing the families and overseeing the documents. Talon tugged on his straight black tie impatiently. This contract was a mere formality, this marriage, a necessity. His father had made that much clear, if he scored himself a wife before the stroke of midnight, then he would get the one thing he needed.Scarlet twirled the pen gracefully between her fingers, a smirk on her face as her signature on the paper began to dry. "I