What Happens in Vegas: Doesn't stay in Vegas

Chapter 3

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Carinas POV

I hate government buildings. I would never walk into one if I didn't have to apply for this shit in person. Why am I doing this? My papa wants me to marry. He has blocked some of my shares until I say those frightful words, 'I do', that's why I am doing this. He is such a wicked, evil old man.

"Next" the person at the other side of the clear window calls. Zara hands over the paperwork. the woman looks through each of the papers and inputs our information into her computer. "Do you have ID ma'am?" she asks me. I hand over my drivers license and passport. The black haired women looks at me with a board expression. "Ma'am, here in the United States polygamy is illegal."

I nod and agreed, "okay and? Thanks for the information. I don't plan on having multiple wives. one is bad enough." I mumble the last part.

Zara scoffs next to me, I guess I didn't mumble low enough. "Thats not funny." Is she laughing, I wasn't joking or trying to be funny.

"Well, ma'am according to the information in front of me, you already have a wife." The women behind the window tells me.

Oh, Merda. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Vegas... (shit)

Zara of course is the first to respond. "What?! How can she already be married? Honey, What's going on?" she grabs a hold of my arm and clings to me.

"Miss, as this matter is only in her name, I'm afraid I am going to have to ask you to step away for privacy reasons."

Of course at this Zara loses her cool. "This is public record. I am not going anywhere. Do you know who I am? I will sue the shit out of you!. You fix this now!"

I pull her away off to the side. " Let me handle this. Just calm down and Stop making a scene. You're embarrassing me. I don't need to be in tomorrow's headlines because of you!" I spat at her.

She scoffs. "Because of me? Who's the one thats already married?" She crosses her arms and tilts her chin up slightly while looking away from me.

"Alright, just let me go find out whats going on" she stomps her foot but doesn't move. 'Thank god for small miracles. I walk back up to the counter and ask for the information that is there. Thankfully she nods and prints it all off for me. She probably just wants us to leave.

I don't blame her, I don't want to be here either.

"If you want an annulment, you and your wife will have to file paperwork and then you will have to get it notarised. People think that Vegas weddings are a joke, but actually they are just as real as any other wedding and legal. Don't worry, I can guarantee that you're not the first one this has happened to, and I know you wont be the last."

I just nod and give her a sarcastic smile and say "Thanks" before I walk out the door. Zara catches me outside just as I get to my car. "Honey what do we do now?"

I open her door then walk round to my own side. "Ill take you abck. i need to meet wiht my father."

Zara grabs a hold of my arm. "Honey we're still getting married right?. You made a deal with my daddy. You better not back out of it." She gives me a kiss on the cheek and a smile. I put my foot a little harder onto the pedal to get to her place faster.

My papas house is a short distance away from hers so its a quick drive. I walk through the door and I am greeted by my papas butler, Shawn. "Good Afternoon, Miss your father is on the terrace." he speaks with a strong English southern accent. I swear all rich people hire their butlers from the UK.

"Thank you, Shawn." I walk out to see a new bimbo sitting on my papas lap, new one for every week. "Papa, a word?" Shawn comes out with a tray of drinks, my papas scotch and a wine for me." Thankfully my papa sends out his new plaything away.

"Where is Zara? Don't tell me the two of you are on the rocks again. You need to hurry up and marry that girl. Adam is starting to get on my nerves."

I shoot my papa a glare and down the rest of my wine. I'm going to need it. "Yes, well. We agreed that I would only have to marry once. That's why I am here. Gabriella drugged me while I was in Vegas, and somehow I ended up getting married. Zara and I just found out while we were attempting to get our marriage license." I tell him.

My papa stares me down while he takes a drink. "looks like you've lucked out there then Carina. You get your shares and avoid marrying Blakes daughter. Is your new wife some stripper you picked up? Wouldn't that just be the cherry on top" he chuckles and takes another drink after a one sided cheers motion.

"This was definitely not planned, as I've already mentioned, I was drugged. and no she's not some stripper. She's actually my new assistant. Gabriella drugged us both. I doubt she even knows we are married. Either way, the deal was to be married for a year before I can divorce. does this deal still stand? I can get an annulment, but I will not be married ever again. Once was the deal, you know my temperament."

Papa just nods his head. He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly as if thinking on what to say. "I guess it's done then. One year minimum still stands. As for Blake, you can deal with that issue yourself. You're a grown woman Carina!."

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