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A Wedding to Remember
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Mexico City, Three Years Ago9:45 PM, The Gran Palacio BallroomGabriel tugged at the cuffs of his black wool double-breasted peak lapel tuxedo, more out of habit than necessity. Around him, the glittering ballroom buzzed with conversation, the kind of polished, calculated talk he had grown used to over the years.This was his world: annual galas, endless schmoozing, and deals that shaped skylines. As the CEO of the largest real estate firm in San Francisco, being here was less about choice and more about duty. Tonight, the focus was on expanding their footprint into Latin America, but Gabriel’s mind was far from the logistics of skyscrapers and property lines.“…we’re better off delaying the deal until the second quarter,” Jonathan was saying, his tone calm and practical.Gabriel nodded absently, barely processing the words. His attention had shifted the moment he heard an arresting, velvety voice. It wasn’t loud, not enough to disrupt the steady hum of conversations around them. But
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Jonathan’s POVI walked inside La Mer that evening, automatically scanning the room to look for the associates I came to have a meeting with.We’d agreed to meet here for a reason. Some deal was going down, and it wasn’t the kind of thing you wanted to talk about over the phone or in an office. I saw a couple of suited men sitting at a table and I immediately thought it was then so I walked over, but as I moved closer, I realized they weren’t the ones I was meeting.I let out a sigh, taking a seat at the nearest available table. No point in walking around like a lost dog looking for the right group. Besides, I was early anyway, so I just had to wait.I pulled out my phone and quickly shot off a message to Gabriel. “Meeting starting soon. Anything you need me to bring up?”Gabriel was always on top of things. When he wanted something on the table, you’d know before the first word left his mouth. The man could be ruthless when he needed to be, but he didn’t waste time with unnecessary d
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Gabriel’s POVMarry or lose everything.That was the choice my grandmother gave me. It wasn’t a suggestion, not even a request. It was an order.“You’re running out of time, Gabriel,” she had said last week, her frail hand gripping mine tighter than I expected. “The board needs stability. The family needs a leader. And you, my dear boy, need a wife.”A wife. As if I could snap my fingers and one would appear. This wasn’t about love or finding someone to share my life with. It was about control, appearances, and the family’s obsession with legacy.The company my grandfather built, and my father almost destroyed, now rested on my shoulders. And apparently, on my marriage.The Deveraux Group of Companies was founded by my grandfather, Richard, sixty years ago. He started it in a small office above a grocery store, just a dream and a handful of employees. By the time he handed it down to my father, it had grown into the largest real estate development firm in San Francisco, shaping the ci
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Aria's POVThe last table of the night had just left, and La Mer’s dining room was finally quiet. I stood near the service counter, tying and untying my apron as my thoughts raced. Jonathan’s offer hadn’t left my mind all day.$10,000. A fake marriage. It sounded unreal. Like something that happens out of a movie. Too big to ignore but way too messy to agree to without thinking it through.I reached into my bag and pulled out the navy blue business card Jonathan had given me. His name and number were printed in bold, classy lettering. I just stared at it for a moment, wondering what kind of man could casually throw this kind of deal at a stranger.With a deep breath, I took out my phone and started typing in the number. My hands hesitated as I saved the contact.Jonathan Greene.Finally, I opened a blank message and began typing:"I've been thinking about your offer. There are some complications. Can we talk about the details?"I paused, re-read the text twice, and then hit send.I tu
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Gabriel’s POVI watched Grandma’s hand tremble as it rested on the arm of her wheelchair. Her eyes, still sharp despite her age, softened when she looked at me.“Do you remember that day, Gabriel? The day I collapsed in the parking lot?” she asked, her voice calm but serious.How could I forget? That day was burned into my memory, not because of what happened to her, but because of the chaos it caused in my life. I was in Tokyo at the time, closing an important business deal, when I got the call. They said Grandma had collapsed and needed help urgently. I had to drop everything, board the private jet, and rush home, fearing the worst.“Of course, I remember,” I said, keeping my tone short. “You scared me half to death that day.”She chuckled softly, a sound that felt out of place in this suffocating room. "Yes, I imagine it was quite the ordeal for you. But it wasn’t your quick return that saved me." Her gaze shifted to Aria, who looked as if she wanted to vanish into thin air.My eye
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I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the veil for the hundredth time. The dress fit perfectly, of course, nothing less was expected when the Deveraux family was footing the bill. There wasn’t a single flaw in the arrangements. It was all flawless. Too flawless for a marriage that didn’t feel real.I barely knew Gabriel. Sure, I knew his reputation; cold, ruthless, and every bit the businessman his family had raised him to be. But as a husband? That was laughable. This wasn’t about love, after all.The knock on the door came right on schedule. “It’s time,” a female maid said.Time to become Mrs. Deveraux. Not because I wanted to, but because I had to. Grandma Helen’s plea still echoed in my mind: “You’re the only one who can save this family, Aria.”As I sat in the backseat of the sleek black maybach with Gabriel beside me, the memory hit me like a wave. It wasn’t something I thought about often, but today, on the day I was marrying into this whirlwind of a family, I couldn’t help
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I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the veil for the hundredth time. The dress fit perfectly, of course, nothing less was expected when the Deveraux family was footing the bill. There wasn’t a single flaw in the arrangements. It was all flawless. Too flawless for a marriage that didn’t feel real.I barely knew Gabriel. Sure, I knew his reputation; cold, ruthless, and every bit the businessman his family had raised him to be. But as a husband? That was laughable. This wasn’t about love, after all.The knock on the door came right on schedule. “It’s time,” a female maid said.Time to become Mrs. Deveraux. Not because I wanted to, but because I had to. Grandma Helen’s plea still echoed in my mind: “You’re the only one who can save this family, Aria.”As I sat in the backseat of the sleek black maybach with Gabriel beside me, the memory hit me like a wave. It wasn’t something I thought about often, but today, on the day I was marrying into this whirlwind of a family, I couldn’t help
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Aria’s POVFour hours and twenty minutes of this shift and it feels like I’m stuck in this endless cycle of forced smiles and awkward small talk with people who didn’t even bother to look me in the eye.My legs ached, my shoes pinched, and this uniform felt like it was designed to punish me for existing."Aria! Are you blind or just lazy?"I winced. Here we go again.Mr. Blaine stood near the bar, glaring at me like I had just committed a crime.“Customers are waiting, and you’re standing there like a statue!” he barked.I tightened my grip on the tray, biting down the urge to say what I really thought. Yeah, I’m standing here because I enjoy this torture. Totally not because you overwork us and refuse to hire more staff.“Sorry, sir. I’ll get right to it,” I muttered, forcing my voice to sound calm even though I wanted to throw the tray at him.He scoffed and stalked off, probably to find someone else to yell at.I hate this job. With every ounce of energy I had left after these shif
