Madilyn Lasher

"Why did you drag me out here," I asked, folding my arms across my chest.
"I think I have a way where we can solve both of our problems," he began. "I'm proposing that you be my future bride, and in exchange, I will help fund your research department and your parent's shop however I can."
"Okay, but why me? I mean, you have a horde of women pursuing you. Why not just date one of them?" I asked
"Because they actually want to marry me. You are…decent enough to get the job done," he said with a snide smile on his face.
"We are going to have to work on your complementing skills, I see," I muttered.
"Look, are you in or not?" Grey demanded.
I sighed. There wasn't much of a downside to taking the deal. If anything went wrong, I could always pull out of it, right?
I nodded, "I'm in."

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Fake Bride for the Last Bachelor

Taking a seat next to me, Grey gave me a side-eyed look of question. I responded with a small shrug of my shoulders. I didn't know any better than him what my parents wanted. But I had a small feeling I knew what it was.


"I read an interesting article today," my mother started. I looked over at my father, but he wouldn't meet my eyes.


"It was about you two," my mother continued, her voice hard and serious. "The article said that you would be getting married in less than two weeks. Care to explain?"


"It's true," Grey blurted before I could think of a better way to ease them into this conversation. "We are getting married."


I sighed, "He's right, mother. I've been meaning to tell you for some time now."


She scoffed, "As your mother I should have known before you were even engaged! How did this all happen?"


Chapter 42: Blessings