"Popular playboy and heir to the Harrington's holdings, Nicholas Harrington may be finally off the market. And we couldn't be more excited. Our correspondent Michelle has the news in detail." Then the camera pans to the correspondent."Popular..." Nicholas switched the television on before he could hear more. That was all that seemed to be on the news now. His engagement, so the wedding had to go on without a hitch. Not that there would have been any hitches; the father was paying for his bride.But the engagement party was over before he could open his eyes, and he was happy that way.He smiled as he remembered when Mary walked into the hall, accompanied by her sister, Martha. The sister was lost in his eyes as soon as he saw Mary. Although her dress was simply hideous, he made a mental note to send a fashion designer for a wedding gown so she wouldn't repeat yesterday's mistake.Mary was in a plain purple dress that was loose everywhere. It had no fit, and the color was wrong for he
"No. Too exposed." They brought another dress. "No, I don't like the frills, it is too much." And that was how it continued, with Nicholas rejecting every dress they had picked. He had yet to see any that suited Mary.Either they were too tight and all her breasts were out in display, or they were not fitting enough. It was hard to find a ready-made dress that fit her body type.May sighed as Nicholas rejected yet another of her beautiful pieces. She was so close to losing it if he didn't pick one. "Just pick one already, Nik." May complained, getting frustrated. She had already taken care of Nicholas and Cameron's suits, but Mary's dress was still having issues.Nicholas didn't seem to like any of the ones she had picked out. "I will if I see what I like, but none here has caught my fancy." May gave him a sharp look, and he quickly added, "Yet.""Why don't you ask your wife to pick? She may have a different opinion." May tried to reason with him."Mary." "Huh?" May was confused, won
As Nicholas was narrating a scene to Cameron, he secretly prayed in his heart and hoped the dress was Mary's size because there was no time to get it amended again if it wasn't."Have you informed your ex?" Cameron asked his friend. The correct word should be exes, because Nicholas had a lot of them."The right word should be fling. But no, I haven't told any of them. There is no need for that. We parted ways amicably." Nicholas replied, making Cameron snicker."If you say so. I have heard enough about crazy ex-wives destroying their ex-marriages, and I don't want that to happen to you." Cameron replied, his eyebrows knitting in concern."Don't worry, none of that would happen to me. They are all..." Nicholas' words dried up in his mouth before he could say anything.Cameron looked at Nicholas, wondering what made him stop his speech halfway, and he found his friend wide-eyed and his mouth agape. He followed the direction of Nicholas' eyes, and he could see why his friend was surprise
It was the eve of Nicholas's wedding, the last day he was going to be a bachelor, and all he wanted to do was enjoy his last days as one.He opened his eyes even as the bright sun greeted him, and he shifted to the other side of the bed, trying to avoid it. His rolling made him hit the sleeping figure in the bed, and the bed groaned."Hmm." The voice murmured lazily. "Just go; the money is on the table."Nicholas hit his friend in the chest. "You whore, you have fucked a lot of girls so much that it is now your natural instinct.""Nik, that hurts." Cameron grumbled, his voice heavily laced with sleep. "And why are you waking me up so early?" He used his hands to shield his eyes from the light as he tried to look for his wristwatch."It is the eve of my wedding, dumb ass. We have a bachelor's party to plan, and we still need to take a trip to the salon." Nicholas replied. He got up from the bed and strolled to the bathroom to relieve himself.He washed his hands and was about to go bac
Meanwhile, back at the convent, Mary had woken up to the faces of her friends, turned sisters, peeping down at her. They were the only family she knew in this world. And it was sad that she was leaving them as she moved into a new phase of her life."What is going on?" Mary asked as several curious faces looked at her. She sat up straight and covered herself with the blanket. "What is going on?" She asked again, curious to know what had warranted this.No one was willing to speak to her, as they didn't know how to confront the issue. A rumor had been going around in the convent about one of their own."You should be telling us, Mary." Helena, the brunette, spoke up. She was one of the outspoken girls in the convent about Mary's age and one of the few girls who would dare stand up to sister Martha. But she would always get into trouble because of her mouth."I don't understand." Mary asked, looking around, all confused. "What is going on?""Well, we only heard a rumor that you were get
As the reverend sister stepped into the dormitory, everywhere became as silent as a graveyard as the girls scurried to their respective beds.They each held their breath, respectively, as they watched to see what sister Martha would do. She must not have known what was going on because she came and stood in front of the dormitory that held about 30 girls."Mary, we need to talk.""Yes, sister," but the sister had already gone before Mary finished talking. Mary hurriedly stood up and stored the gift in her bag.She quietly signaled to the girls beside her that they should help her close her bag. She couldn't risk throwing away the content. Mary hurriedly followed the sister in the dark, and they crossed the cathedral and were heading to her room.It had been a while since Mary had been in her room, and she wondered why she was called there. "Take a seat." Sister Martha gestured to the only sofa in her room, and Mary sat down. Her back was straight and stiff as she sat, not wanting to i
Mary looked outside of the window, watching as Helena was waving, and she waved back until they were out of the gate and off the road.The journey was quiet as they entered the ever-busy streets of New York City, the city that never sleeps at night. Mary watched with interest as the street was lit. It was as if it had never been night, and business was still going on as usual."So how did you and Nicholas meet?" Becca asked. She had been curious ever since she was told that Nicholas was getting married. Because her brother and Cameron were the same peas in the pod known as forever bachelors.So you could imagine her surprise when she came for the engagement party and was walking to the front. She thought it was going to be a hoax."Uhmm..." Mary was at a loss for what to say. How was she going to start explaining their pairing? She doesn't think this lady would take it kindly if she mentioned that they bought her. And she didn't even know her, so she had to be careful with what she sa
The ladies had massaged Mary so well that when she wanted to stand up, her legs buckled from under her. Her bones were feeble, and she was as light as a feather—a feeling she hasn't felt for a while.The sheets were changed, and Becca took her spot as they began to work on her while Mary wore her robe and was led to another room.In the room, she was made to sit down, and a woman immediately came to her, her thick Spanish accent coming through as she spoke, "This is the bride, right? So beautiful, so beautiful. Your skin is flawless." The woman whose name Mary didn't know praised her, and Mary blushed at the praise."Thank you, ma'am." Mary replied, and the woman's eyes turned starry."And also well-mannered, a very rare trait in Americans," she spit out distastefully. "Come sit, child, so we can further make you beautiful." The woman gestured to the chair, and Mary complied, moving to sit there. "You are in safe hands, dear; just relax and everything will be okay."Mary closed her ey