Epilogue 2
Angelina felt giddy like a new bride as she descended from the stairs, her eyes met Nathanial’s smoldering black eyes as her breath hitch like a schoolgirl meeting her crush in the hallway. Her heart beating lub dub lub as she walked carefully on the stairs on a miss a step on her way down. Her heart staggered a little when Nathanial graced her with a charming smile that stole her breath away and made her fall for him every moment.
His Angelina was an epitome of beauty, her graceful steps through the steps were slow in his eyes, he just wanted to hold her and never release her again. She walked elegantly in her blue off-shoulder gown which stopped at her knees, showing her thick brown legs.
His only.
Bonus 1"Mama.""Yes dear," Angelina turned her gaze to her daughter as she caressed her hair, braiding the tip."I have a question…" Arabella furrowed her brows in confusion, staring at Richard who was doting on his wife to Belle, who was holding the new baby."What is it dear?" Angelina asked, tickling her daughter as she giggled excitedly."Is Aunty Bell my aunt or my grandmother?" Arabella asked, looking from a shocked Bell to a dumbfounded Richard."Ara…," Angelina dragged softly, already rubbing her temples. should she praise her child for being a brilliant, witty kid or blame her sarcastic gene of hers?"You always said I should ask you anything I don't understand that you'll explain to me," she pouted, staring at her with gleaming eyes. "Mama, you said best friends don't keep secrets from each other and you are my best friend." she grinned cheekily, using the best friend's card on Angelina while she sighed.“Ara mii,” Angelina called softly, pecking her daughter's forehead ador
Bonus 2 “Nng!” Her husband sometimes behaved like a new groom. Nathaniel fumbled with his belt, and his hands were shaky as his breathing came out in short pants. Angelina giggled heartily. She bit her lower lip sensually, winking at him while Nathaniel gulped, staring at her hungrily. Like a starving man looking at a delicious meal yet couldn't touch it. “You are so naughty,'' Angelina's soft and teasing giggle rang in his head. He didn't know what to do! Today was one of the days for him to be embarrassed. They were cosplaying, with him being the naughty student and Angelina being the teacher. How did they get to this cosplay? His mom being his mom, brought out his embarrassing school days album; he was still wondering how she got it because he was 100% sure that he had hidden it well, except if his father snitched on him. Fuck! His album piqued Angelina's interest, and she innocently asked Jasmine - Nathaniel’s mom, if his uniform was still available. Without knowing what was
'No sooner met but they looked, no sooner looked but they loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason, no sooner knew the reason, but they sought the remedy; and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage.’William Shakespeare.Prologue"Do you take Angelina Adenike Walters as your lawful wife?" the minister asked."I do," he replied curtly, looking at nothing in particular as his eyes void any emotions he was feeling.The minister turned to the bride and asked, "do you take Nathaniel Xander Hugh as your lawful husband?" her heart skipped a little, staring at her unresponsive husband to face before responding in a crooked voice, "I do.""With the power of God, I declare both of you as husband and wife. You may kiss your bride," the minister pronounced.Her stranger husband moved to her slowly, opened her white veil a little as he tilted his head to the right side, and she closed her eyes expectantly, waiting for his
Chapter 1People always say first love is a lesson, but last love is true love, and Nathaniel did not believe it because his first and last love was Clara Adrian.His only woman.Clara was the granddaughter of his nanny, Mrs Adrian. He and Clara practically grew up together from diapers, and they went to the same schools. And they'd promised to get married when they grow up till old together with their child(ren).She was mine, and I was hers only. He thought, smiling widely while twirling the diamond ring.All his reasons and actions revolved around her. Anything she wanted or said, he agreed to it without batting an eyelash because she was the only one who understood him better, and he loved her so much with every fibre of his being. She was like the oxygen he breathed in.His twenty-six birthday was a fortnight ago, and she told him she was ready to become his lawful wife, and he proposed to her, feeling over the moon. She was a firm believer in sex before marriage, and he vowed to
Chapter 2Everything was falling apart!She was running, and she had been running all her life; everything was falling apart. Her apartment fee had been due for the last six months, and the landlord wasn't heeding her pleas. She could not live on the street, and this State wasn't like her father's country, where you could get accessible apartments anytime or anywhere.She was given a scholarship at the State university for the last four years, and she was very excited, but if she'd known this was what she would be facing, she would have stayed with her father in her father's country. Well, this State was her mother's, which made her biracial.Her life had been jumbled-mess since she arrived in this country. She was easily judged by her dark skin colour.She didn't have a real job apart from freelancing for lazy youths. And that wasn't paying her much. They judged her skin colour and her father's nationality, not her brain. They were men who always had their lustful gaze on her curve,
Chapter 3"Okay," she responded in a weak voice, thinking of the pros and cons of the situation. It was a win-win situation. I get a house to live in, and he gets a wife to marry. And it's only for a year. Free food and shelter, She thought."Good!" the woman clapped her hands excitedly. "Oh my.. " the woman's eyes widened dramatically, using her hand to cover her mouth while Angelina stared at her, "sorry for my lack of manners," the woman smiled shyly."Uhn?""I'm Jasmine Hugh," she introduced herself, holding her hand out for her to shake.She rubbed her hands together before accepting her opened hand, "I'm Angelina Walters," she responded. Jasmine smiled to the fullest and dragged her again to another room, pushed her in, and then locked the door at the back."This is the bride," she announced enthusiastically while Angelina looked at her. Did she mean it?"Oh," three guys came out behind the curtains, twirling her around, staring at her in fascination."How I wish I had these ass
Chapter 4"I wasn't the one who left him at the altar, but I was the one who was left at the altar."Angelina didn't think this was how her wedding day would be, being left alone by her stranger husband.Even though it was fake and rushed, it still hurt her to be left alone in the eyes of people. There was no sting between them, but he was still supposed to wait for her.Angelina stood at the altar anguished, staring at the ground as a murmur filled the room. She felt her eyes sting with unshed tears of humiliation. The whispers were getting to her as she felt her chest thumping in anxiety and biting her trembling lips to stop a sound from escaping. She was shocked! Was this how all fake marriages are?She was nudged by a man who wore a neat Armani suit which matched his jet-black slick hair. He was tall and built a little, but not like her fake husband. He smiled softly at her, ushering her to move away from the eyes of people. Her legs moved wobbly, following the man before he suppo
Chapter 5Angelina heard a loud noise from the kitchen, which made her run out and check what had happened. She saw the man she was married to cussing while checking his foot. She smiled at his attic, and he mistakenly hit his toe.Angelina shook her head and escaped to the kitchen to soothe his pain with the coffee she had made."Good morning, dear husband." She greeted him with a smile. She didn't know what to call him. She didn't know whether he would be okay with her calling his name. She handed him a cup of coffee she had prepared.Angelina had woken up early in the morning to do her duties as a wife, though she hadn't been told what to do as a substitute. Cooking was an excellent start to having a conversation. She wanted to familiarise herself with everyone. So this house would be more accessible for her to stay in in the meantime. She had asked the maid in the kitchen what he liked and disliked, and the maid informed her how he wanted his coffee early in the morning without an