AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Hey there, dear reader, it's a pleasure that you stumbled across this story out of millions of others out there, is that fate? I don't know, maybe. But now that you have, please don't leave without giving it a try, you won't regret it.
It's my first time writing a story ever, so I don't expect it to be perfect and neither should you. Starting writing my own story made me realize it's not as easy as it seems from the reader's end, it's not enough to have just plots and thoughts, words are the real deal that makes any story worthy to its audience. So, here's a shout-out to all the talented writers producing amazing content daily and to the even more amazing readers who give their precious time and reviews to make a story hit. For what it's worth, you guys are the real gems.
Now, a little about the story, this storyline is not much different from many others you've read on Wattpad, so why should you read this one when there's nothing new, right?
WRONG.
You should read it because even if the basic storyline is not much unique, the perspective and unfolding of events are and that's what makes a story different, just like our lives. So read it, amigos, and judge it by yourself.
Okay, I know I should shut up now and should not keep you occupied when all you want is to skip and meet Elijah and Hannah.
Lastly, do remember that PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME.
Please do vote and comment to show your appreciation if you like it, your reviews, criticism, and, suggestions are more than welcome.
XOXO,
Legit sarcasm
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PREVIEW
"I don't know what you're talking about, I haven't said anything to anyone."
"Stop lying to me, I know you told him otherwise there's no way for him to know." He hissed loudly, standing a few feet away.
"I'm not lying, I didn't have to say anything. He knew everything already," I said, now irritated myself.
"You want to know why?" I continued, "Because apparently, you're not discreet enough about your affairs and it's not my fault that you can't keep it in your pants," I stated in the same tone as him. How dare he blame me for his own mistakes?
"You better watch your tone, no one ever talks to me like that," if only looks could kill I would've been dead by now but unfortunately for him, I'm still very much alive.
"There's always a first time for everything, you should be open to new ideas," I said just to piss him off more, a little smirk making its appearance on my face but his tightly clenched fists and dark stare made it disappear as soon as it came.
"Besides, it's not my fault that everyone can see right through this fake marriage despite, your such 'affectionate' behavior," I managed to say sarcastically, even though he was making me nervous with his intense stare.
I tucked a stray strand of my hair nervously behind my ear just as he started taking steps towards me, his cold eyes noticing my action.
"So, you want me to show you affection, huh?" he said huskily just as he stood right in front of me making my back hit against the fridge, a gasp left my mouth from the sudden contact, only inches separating our bodies from touching. As if reading my mind he placed both his hands on either side of the fridge making it impossible to escape, something dark flashed in his eyes, his intense gaze captivating me.
I tried to avoid his eyes, trying to make my heartbeat again which somehow stopped working much to my dislike. No matter how hard I tried, I just can't help getting drowned in the depth of his gorgeous dark brown orbs.
"ANSWER ME," he said a little harshly making me flinch which brought me back from my unwanted trance. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?
After mentally scolding myself, I replied confidently:
"N... no," so much for confidence, wow Hans, just WOW. Smh!
Suddenly, I felt his hand on my waist pulling me closer, making our bodies collide together. Once again making my heartbeat a lot faster than usual, his lips touching my ears slightly, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine, making my eyes shut from this strange sensation.
"Good," his voice merely a whisper, my body stiffened from the sensation and I felt his lips stretch to a side as if smirking a little. And before I can even comprehend what was going on, he completed, "because, you're never going to get it from me, EVER."Â his tone back to normal, unfazed, and, not a whisper anymore.
Pulling away from me with a hint of amusement on his face, he took the long-forgotten bottle from my hands, gulping all the remaining water while still staring at me. He turned around and left as if nothing happened.
My eyes wide with shock, I stood there, still unable to move from what just happened.