Chapter - [ 8 ]

[ Brandon ]

The woman who had been with me for almost three years, working devotionally and never saw me more than a boss, was now my wife, swaying in my arms. She looked happy and it made me happier for some reason.

I married her to prove a point to certain people; my parents and Kate who thought I wasn't a competible life partner. It was a stupid stunt, I knew but when I saw Emma walking in my office at the mean time, I realized she could help me to overcome this stereaotype image.

When I kissed her on the alter, I felt a strange spark, a magnetic pull towards her which forced my heart to keep her close and protect her innocence from the evil of this world.

The soft music in the late hours of the night was serene. I wanted us to live each moment of this hour.

"Am I too late, Brand?" A very familiar voice forced my brain to freeze and the woman in my arms to snap her head in the direction of the voice.

It was Kate. My blood ran cold. I invited her on my wedding but didn't expect her