Debbie_Asan

Warning: [Mature content]


It all started one perfect night at the coast of the Mediterranean sea.
 I was standing on a beach with my feet laved in warm golden sand and my eyes fixed on the crushing waves. 
That is when trouble decided to walk by in a form of a handsome face with sandy blonde hair and dazzling enthralling killer smile.
One look into his ocean blue eyes and I knew I wanted him as mine.
And with just a touch of his lips on mine I was in love.
But he belongs to her, my sister. 
You can call me the villain. I saw him first and he is mine to claim.
I love him but he loves her.
But my heart wants what is wants and that’s William Carter.

When Adeline Pierce's Sister, Brittany introduce her fiancé to Adeline. Adeline had the shock of her life. Her sister’s fiancé, William Carter was the man that kissed Adeline two years ago on a beach and she is very much in love with him. 

Adeline vowed to make William hers at all cost. But two things stands in her way. Her sister, Brittany and her therapist Dr. Chris Owens who has sexy tattoos and a handsome face that she can't resist 
But William Carter has a malicious reasons for marrying Adeline's sister. He is seeking revenge.

Will Adeline still go after William Carter her sister’s fiancé or would she surrender her heart to Dr. Chris Owens, her therapist ?

To love William Carter

Finally, after several postponed dates, the wedding of the century will take place today, and I would like lie in bed until it is over.

Even though I'm no longer the maid of honor. I'm still the sister of the bride so I'm expected to be there.

Fuck it! I just want to lie in bed and watch a serial killer documentary in peace.

Here I am in a white robe with wet hair waiting for someone to come dress me up for this wedding because I'm not inspired to do so myself.

I glanced at the doorknob which was churning.

My door opened to reveal the mother of the bride.

I plastered a smile on my face. "You look nice, mother." She really does. She looks stunning. Mother of the bride indeed.

She shot me of one of her stern glares.

"Why are not dressed? Your sister is halfway done."

"I'm on it." I waved the hair dryer that was in my hand at her.

"Be quick, someone will be here to take you to the venue."

on the day of the wedding (Part one)