"My King...The Crown Prince is dressed as a groom in a wedding ceremony...he is about to wed an unknown ordinary girl this instant.!" Greg finally found his tongue to speak after stammering for a while in confusion.
As they suspected, the most important news so far...It made the King stand to attention from his throne, which was a rare sight even for Raymond...who was fuming from within, at the news of his greatest rival, in his aim for the throne.
"What??! Are you sure of what you just said?." The King exclaimed, confused by the peculiar news which was quite unusual and bizarre, with even the thought of it. Since every single subject in this royal palace, knew of the Prince's great contempt and spite, with regards to how he viewed love and its emotional flutters with disdain, which he developed from an unfortunate incident in his childhood.
To the King's amazement, who was this girl who exceeds all his expectations, to even tie a wounded lion in the knot of sacred marriage?. How did she miraculously melt the stone-cold heart of his son and drastically changed him for the better?
"We leave this instant! Get the Royal Jet ready at once!..." The King ordered.
Who was she??...
Damien was the best-man of the groom while Andrea is the maid-of-honor of the bride, her best friend.
Getting married to each other with the intention to separate after three months, Damien agreed to marry Andrea.
But in the midst of all the setbacks, an undying love began to blossom between them....but suddenly, things began to fall apart! as Damien's real identity was brought to light, and Andrea's mother, woke up from a three years Coma to revealed the tragic circumstances of the couple's twisted fate. But it was aleady far too late....
WHAT NEXT??
Join me on the ride to "Colors of Fate" and let's find out!!
However, FATE is not always as COLORFUL as it was made to seem.
"Can you honestly believe your sister is marrying Damien- fucking- Gray??"
"Yeah."
"Aren't you excited? He's rich. He's hot. And now you get to see him everyday!"
"Yeah."
"I feel like you aren't listening to me, Tia." Lilian pinches my cheeks, snapping me out of my daydream.
"Oh sorry."
"Are you excited?" She repeats waiting for me.
A tall, broad figure behind her distracts me again.
And it's him.
Damien Gray.
And there's my sister, Marinette. Right behind him.
She kisses him deeply, and I notice his eyes remaining open. The gray orbs gaze around before settling on me.
And he's just staring at me, an emotion filling his eyes.
I've never seen him give my sister this look before. Is it good or bad? Wrong or right?
I mean, he's looked at me this way before. Does he only look at me this way?
"I guess I am."
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"I don't know. There's something about you." His fingers graze across my cheeks, eyes piercing into my soul.
"Something like what?" I blush unconsciously, anticipating his next move.
Damien tilts my face up and I tip-toe to match his height, but fail.
Taking his free hand, he holds my waist and pushes me up on the wall, inching closer to me. Our lips graze across one another and his eyes darken.
"Oh. I think you know, babygirl. I'm attracted." He groans out and I bit my lip.
Setting me down, he pulls away and fixes his suit. Leaving me alone in my room, confused.
Yeah, it's good. But it's wrong.