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I won’t never be the man she loves. I will never let it.

The officiant has us say our vows out loud and as we do, I can’t help but to think if he know how corrupt they are. How the words he has us repeat, don’t mean a single thing. Not really.

As I slide a diamond ring onto my new wife’s finger, one that she picked out this morning, I think about my parents.

They would have loved Ella. They would have treated her as a daughter and Charlie as a granddaughter. But they would have been disappointed in me for choosing to marry this girl solely for a title. They would have hated everything that this marriage is going to stand for.

And as Ella slide a black band onto my finger, I conclude that I would have been okay with their disappointment.

Because it gets me what I want and as my parents, they should have known that I would have stopped at nothing to get what I wanted. If it wasn’t marrying Ella, it would have been putting Peter Hill in the ground.

I have no shame to admit that I would have killed the bastard with my own bare hands and hid his body so it would have never been found so that I could get the title.

It’s such a shame it never came to that, but I have no regrets in regards to my decision.

I may not be the man that Ella deserves to be marrying and this marriage my only be lasting for two years, but I plan on being the best man I can be for her in that time.

“With the power vested in me, by the grace of God and the state of Illinois, I pronounce you husband and wife. Bennett, you may kiss your bride.”

There is no hesitation as I close the difference between me and my wife and take her face between my hands.

She looks up at me with those beautiful eyes of hers and for a second it’s as if this is what is supposed to happen. It’s as if, this is truly our wedding and we are both excited about our future together. She wants me to kiss her just as much as I want to kiss her.

So I do.

I kiss my bride in the way that I wanted since our last kiss, with urgency and need.

It takes her by surprise but only for a second and then she is kissing me right back.

When we pull apart a minute later, she has a look in her eyes that won’t be forgetting anytime soon. Lustfully.

“I present to you all, Mr. and Mrs. Lane.”

The kids and Henry cheer and congratulate us and for a few minutes, it feels like an actual wedding. Not one filled with lies.

But the feeling quickly goes away and in its place is one filled with vigor.

It’s time to get that CEO title and get everything that I’ve ever wanted.

20

ELLA

It’s interesting how life works sometimes.

Two months ago, I was looking at my bank account dreading the day that all bills would hit and the money that I had in there would dwindle. I needed to look for a better job with better hours and was hoping that I would find away to pay for my sister’s school.

Now cut to today, and everything is taken care of. And it’s all thanks to a certain billionaire that I now share a last name with.

Two months ago, I didn’t have a whole lot of food in my fridge to last two days and needed to call the super to come and fix a few things around our dingy apartment. Now I wake up in damn mansion, and don’t have to worry about food being in a fridge or not because someone else takes care of it.

It’s a little mind blowing.

And something that I’m still very much getting used even a week in. I have a feeling that even with the two years that this arrangement is going to last, I still won’t be able to wrap my head around it.

Another thing that I won’t be able to wrap my head around is how easily Bennett moves money around.

Within two days of us saying our vows, the money that he promised me I would get landed in my bank account. How he got my bank account information is beyond me, but he did and sent one million dollars to me without having met my obligation yet.

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