Temptations [A Wattpad Creator's Novel]

4.The Don't Want To Get Married Bride

Something Old...

Verity secured her grandmother's pearls around her neck. That was all that she had left of her family's legacy, after both her mother and father, who had both been the only children of their parents, died in a car accident last year.

Her father's parents had died before she was even born, and her mother's parents had died shortly after her birth. So now all she had left was her, herself, and her

Something New...

The dress she had brought, well her fiancee's credit card had brought the dress, and it was worth the £10,000.00 she had paid for it. It was from the new Vera Wang collection, and it was a one-of-a-kind mermaid gown that was designed for just her.

Money talked, and having a fiancee that high up the food chain, did come with some amazing benefits and perks. Fiancee...

She hadn't even gotten used to calling him her fiancee, and yet in a matter of hours, she would be his wife. But she would have to get used to it, as well as the privileges that came along with the name.

But, even though her fiancee's name had opened many doors to her that were once closed, his name was starting to feel like an albatross around her neck, weighing her into depression.

Something Borrowed...

Her fiancee's parents: Mr. and Mrs. Gael and Kephele Smith had taken out one of the rarest gemstones known to man, and had bestowed it upon her neck.

Tanzanite

That was the name of the gem. Tanzanite was named after the place in Africa where it had been discovered Tanzania, which was located on the African continent.

Tanzanite has three shades of blue whenever it is looked at from three different angles. This gemstone shows the colors blue, violet, and burgundy.

There is only one known mine 9n the world where this metal is found, making it extremely rare.

Something Blue...

That was her current condition in marrying the supposed love of her life. She wanted to just call off the wedding, and run away with her one-night lover, but that was an unrealistic pipe dream

Not to mention the type of scandal that would make...

And as she thought about him, she felt her stomach flutter.

'Butterflies.'

That was her first time. That was the butterfly in your stomach type of feel. But then another thought crossed her mind, only for a second, but she dismissed it as quickly as she thought it

The alternative was unspeakable.

She would not talk about the fact that she had missed her period a week ago, and her period was like clockwork. But so much had been going on, the stress of planning a wedding, the stress of not having an orgasm in god knows how long...those little things add up

Not to mention the fact that she had fucked a stranger and she completely loved it. She pushed those thoughts out of her mind. Today was her day, all about her.

As she looked in the mirror at her ensemble, she looked regal, like a motherfucking queen. And like a true queen, she wore her smile like an amour and her manner and grace like a shield.

This was how the game was played...and won.

Eventually, the name Rowan will become a distant memory, but by then she would have already been married for fifty years and had settled down in Florida in a nursing home. Her grandchildren would visit her once a month, and she would have lived a life.