All Chapters of Married To My Rival.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"What the fuck are you doing here?"The longer I see his face, the more I get pissed. I guess he recognized me too, his face says everything. He gave a pissed-off look, we both were having a staring competition when the waitress came."Excuse me." She said.I shook my head and turned my face towards the waitress."Do you have a reservation?" She asked. "Yes. In the name of Harrison and..." I was about to complete my words but that idiot cut me off and spoke in the middle."Lawrenson."I turned towards him with confused looks and found him already staring at me."How do you Lawrenson's?" I asked in confusion."The same way you know Harrison's." He said in a cold tone.I was about to curse this brat again, but the guy beside him spoke first."Can you show us the table?" He asked the waitress."This way, please." The waitres

I walked inside the house, with my phone buzzing like anything. It's Celine, I get it, I forgot to call or text her for two days. I was checking her texts which were mostly worried and then changed into a curse."Hey, babe. What happened? Everything alright?""Babe, you there?""Babe, you're not responding. I'm worried. Text me or call me ASAP.""Lyn, it's literally been 2 days. Is everything alright?""Lyn, babe you there? What's going on there?""OMG, Evelyn Lawrenson. I'm gonna fucking kill you if you won't reply."I know, I should have at least replied to 'The ASAP' text or for the 'Lyn babe' text. But trust me I may look alright but I'm freaking out inside.Imagine how will a girl react when she's called back home, only to say that her family business is on its doom and has to marry a stranger who turns out to be your past rival and with whom she enters a contract marriage le

Celine and I are walking through the corridors on our way to the auditorium. Our photoshoot has been canceled and all the students are informed to meet at the auditorium."I would have slept for another hour, if I know, the photoshoot will be canceled," Celine whined."Stop it sleepy head. You have been whining about this for almost 30 minutes.""Babe, I just remembered, I haven't had my breakfast. I'll go grab it, while you listen to the speech the Professor old Monk gives." Celine said while turning around."Don't try to escape." I grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around. We sat at one of the seats and I held her tight so she couldn't escape."It hurts, Lyn," Celine said massaging her wrist."Sorry. I wanted to make sure you won't run away." I apologized."Too lazy to do that...Well, here comes the Old monk." She said looking at Professor whose walking towards the mic to start his boring

I woke up with and my mind drifted right to that arrogant model, her face and the memory of our last fight. I clicked my tongue shaking my head to get out of her thoughts. The smile she gives whenever she's doing what she likes.......... and........... her lips.... they were softer than a cotton candy...I can still feel the kiss I gave her that day. I didn't realize when my hands shifted to my lips and when did my lips start smiling. "Ugh..." I shook my head, strong enough to make me feel dizzy. I went inside the bathroom to freshen up. I came out and did my daily workout and sat at the dining table for breakfast. I didn't find Martin in the house. He's of 6 feet but still vanishes like a mouse. I thought of calling him after breakfast and started having it. "Adam....." Dad called. "Hmm?" I said looking at him. "There are only 4 days left for your marriage and I think we should start the arrangements," Dad said hesitantly.

The receptionist led me through a private room. I sat on the couch waiting for that arrogant while drinking the orange juice the staff members served. "Hello Mr. Harrison, I'm the manager. It's nice to meet you." The manager greeted with a smile stretching her hand. How did she know my name? Meh, I'm not surprised, being a billionaire and having a company will make media focus on you. Everyone knows who I am, except for that arrogance. "Hello." I shook her hand and laid back on the couch. "What theme are you looking for sir?" The manager asked. "Can you hold on for some time? I'm looking for someone." I replied with a fake smile, I learned 3 years ago. "Oh, okkay, sir. May I know who it is? So, the receptionist will assist that person to this room." The manager asked. "My fiancee, Evelyn," I replied. I really hate referring to her as my Fiancee but have to do so no one doubts. I hate doing things for