She doesn't remember getting married. Why?
Sophia went to Las Vegas only to drink her pain away. Little did she imagine, she would end up becoming someone's wife. But who’s the lucky guy?
Who knows?
Even she doesn't remember. She was fucking intoxicated!
All she has is a marriage contract with an expiry date and a bank balance big enough to pop her eyes out.
Contractual terms:
1. Do not marry anyone else unless I permit you.
2. Try not to whore around. Your mother-in-law wouldn't be happy.
3. If I request a live-in relationship. You have to comply.
4. Sex is optional.
5. Contract Termination? Sorry Honey... In my family, couples don’t divorce.
PS: I was kidding. Let's catch-up after three years to end this shit and get more money.
If there are rules against having sex while drunk, there should be rules against getting married while drunk too.
Because THIS isn't fair!

Playboy's Secret Wife

In the Hotel lobby I meet uncle Orin, and he takes us to Newport beach.


“Aren’t you joining us?“ I ask while getting out of the car, and he laughs it off. He has lived away from his family all his life and meets them once or twice a year. His wife died decades ago, and he never married again. It does make me wonder if uncle Orin has a girlfriend. I have seen older people dating, but I rarely notice Uncle Orin go out of the house, let alone date.


Although I remember a woman he liked. At least I got a vibe that they liked each other. She was the head of gardening. But after coming back here, I didn’t see her around.


Wouldn’t it be fun to mess with him? I grin, making a plan in my head.


“Orin has invited his daughter to the states,“ Dad tells me once we walk towards the helipad.


Chapter 45 Helicopter Ride