All Chapters of The Fated Fake Marriage: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Vegas, 10AK NightclubAshleyI frown as the man covered in perspiration tries to cling to me. Oh, for Heaven's sake. “Do you mind?” I rip my arm from his grip. The music is pumping and I’m waiting at the bar.“Not at all,” he slurs.Oh God. My eyes flicker over to my group of friends and I watch as they all smile and raise their glasses to me in jest. Damn them. This bachelorette weekend away is reminding me why I am eternally single. I fake a smile. Bitches.“I mean it, baby. Let’s dance.”I roll my eyes. “I can’t, I’m waiting for someone so you should probably run along.”“Who?” he asks. Give up, you pushy bastard.A tall and dark haired, handsome guy walks past, and I quickly grab him by the arm. He frowns as he turns back toward us.“Erm… This guy. “I smirk.The creepy guy frowns and curls his lip to check out his competition.My eyes scan up and down the man I’ve just grabbed.Oh, he’s gorgeous. I timed that well.The guy raises an eyebrow as his eyes flick between the other guy

“Stop,” I pant, this is too much. I am too sensitive. He sucks deeper and his eyes roll back in his head. “You are one hot fuck.” He growls as he laps it all up. He climbs up and over me and slides home in one swift movement.I frown at the ceiling as my hand runs through his messy curls. I can hardly breathe. He’s so big.He leans back on his knees and holds my legs in the air as his eyes drop to my sex and he watches my body struggle to take his large muscle. His thumb gently circles over my clitoris, knowing full well that will release me and allow his entry.He’s experienced and he knows how to loosen a woman straight upI watch him as I pant, somewhere in between disbelief, denial, and utter ecstasy. I didn’t know that sex could be like this. I haven’t had this before. I thought I’d had good sex… but now I’ve had this...I realize not.He gently kisses my ankle next to his ear, and he smiles sexily down at me. My eyes hold his for an extended moment and a frown crosses his face a

I frown as my eyes flash to the man behind us. “Oh, okay.”We get to the elevator and I have to take out my key card to see where my room is again.“We’ll be fine,” he tells the security guy before we enter the elevator. The guy nods and stays where he is.We get into the crowded elevator and stand at the front. I smirk up at him as he holds my hand.“I can’t believe you are ditching me on our first day of marriage,” he says loudly so everyone can hear.My eyes widen in shock. What is he doing?“So you just used me and abused me all night, is that it?” he asks in an exaggerated voice. I hear a lady behind us gasp in shock while the other people pretend not to listen.I smirk. Bastard! Two can play this game. “Yeah, well, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. And you were totally shit in bed, by the way,” I reply dryly.“What about our kids?” he asks, acting offended.I drop my head to hide my smile. Oh, this guy is something else.“Your kids are bastards. One of your other wives can b

“Cabin crew prepare for take-off.”I put my head back onto my headrest in annoyance as the plane rolls down the runway.The phone is gone. Nobody saw it and when they went back to look for it this morning, it had vanished.I’m so fucking pissed.“It might turn up.” Murph shrugs as he sips his drink from his seat opposite me.I look at him deadpan.Joshua smirks from his seat next to Murph. “It’s gone. It isn’t coming back.”“You’re not helping.” Murph sighs.I roll my eyes. Adrian Murphy—Murph, as we call him—is our best friend. He is the General Manager of Joshua’s company, good looking, young, and as gay as all hell. He is forever the optimist and finds a silver lining in every event.“It’s backed to the cloud, though, right?” Joshua asks. “It’s not that bad.”“There is only one number on that whole fucking phone that I want. It is not in the cloud.”“That chick from the other night…” he replies flatly.I stare out the window as the tarmac starts to scream past.“She might call you,

“Here, here.” She smiles. “Are we going to meet the others at Luco?”I take a mouthful of my grilled halloumi cheese salad and shake my head. “Hmm, this is good.” I gesture to my food. “You know I don’t really feel like going to Luco tonight.”“Why not?”I shrug. “I don’t know. It’s a dating kind of place and it’s not like I am going to see Vegas guy sitting there waiting for me.”Jen giggles around her mouthful of food. “You wish.”I laugh and sip my drink. “Tonight, we are going dancing. Screw bar Luco.”3Five years laterAshleyThe moving trucks come to a stop in the wide street, and my eyes flicker over to the back seat. “This is it, baby.” I smile.Owen looks out of the window towards our new house and I feel my nerves flutter deep in my stomach.It looks okay.The house is two-story with faded yellow weather-boards. It has a large veranda that wraps around the house. Climbing roses scale the posts, and a cobblestone path leads up to the front steps. It looks welcoming. I glance