The day that would lead to the beginning of a charade had begun. The sun was aglow in all radiance as its rays seeped in through the curtain linen. I stood in front of the mirror in the dressing room staring at my reflection, adorned in a breathtaking wedding gown. The gown hugged my figure perfectly, accentuating my curves, and the intricate lace detailing added an elegant touch.I looked undeniably stunning, there was no denying that. But beneath the beauty and the excitement, a wave of sadness rushed through me. This marriage was nothing more than a contract… a charade that would last for a little while and it would. I crossed my fingers, "Samantha don't get so worked up, it's just for six months and you'll be free," I reminded myself, but the reality of it still weighed heavily on my heart.I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. This was the path I had chosen, and I couldn't let emotions cloud my judgment, not now that we were about to take the act a step higher. Besides,

The tension that hung in the atmosphere was palpable, both of us startled by the intensity of the moment. In that split second, I braced myself for his harsh words, for the cutting remarks that would surely follow my outburst.Without uttering a single word, Lucas closed the distance between us, his hand gently cupping my cheek. Before I could react or comprehend what was happening, his lips pressed against mine in a fervent kiss. It was a kiss that held a mixture of desperation, frustration, and other emotions I couldn't comprehend at that point. My initial shock quickly transformed into a wavering amusement, and I found myself instinctively responding to his kiss.Time seemed to stand still as our lips moved in a perfect synchrony.The emotions swirling within me were a jumble of confusion, surprise, and an unexpected warmth that radiated through my body. I couldn't deny that he was good with his lips, the way his tongue searched for mine and for a second I was lost to the deep seas

"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry I didn't mean to intrude. I-I just wanted to, you know what nevermind… I'll talk to you later," She stuttered as she apologized and turned to leave, giving us some privacy. I couldn't help but feel a rush of relief as she exited, allowing me to compose myself.But before I could fully gather my thoughts, I found myself pushing Lucas away, creating a distance between us. My heart was racing, and a mix of embarrassment and uncertainty flooded through me. I needed to regain control of the situation."Lucas, what was that?" I questioned, my voice tinged with a hint of annoyance. "You can't just pull stunts like that. It's not fair."Lucas looked at me, his expression a mix of determination and frustration. "Samantha, we've discussed this before. We need our marriage to appear genuine to the outside world. That means we have to play our parts convincingly."I couldn't deny the truth in his words, but I was still taken aback by his audacity. "But did yo

As Lucas and Audrey continued their conversation, their voices filled with affection and intimacy, I clenched my teeth to suppress the bitterness that engulfed me. I couldn't bear to listen to their sweet nothings any longer. Ignoring their presence, I walked to the closet, picked out a nightgown, and made my way to the bathroom.With each step, I distanced myself from Lucas voice that filled the room. The sound of their laughter and whispered exchanges faded into the background as I closed the bathroom door behind me. I needed a moment of respite, a brief escape from the facade I was living.The cool tiles beneath my feet offered a solace from the tension that had settled within me. As I turned on the faucet, the sound of rushing water filled the air, drowning out the noise from the room outside.I stepped into the soothing shower, as the water poured over my body, washing away the weariness that clung to my skin. In that moment of solitude, I reflected on the path I had chosen. Was

As I lay on the bed, my body curled up, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions swirling inside me. Lucas had managed to get under my skin, and it was taking every ounce of self-control to hold back my frustration. I closed my eyes, attempting to find solace in the darkness, but my mind was still racing.His words echoed in my head, his anger evident in every syllable. "Never put up such an act again. Don't think of sleeping on the floor ever again." His stern voice lingered, a constant reminder of the power dynamics at play in this arrangement.I knew Lucas was stubborn, but his determination to have things his way rubbed me the wrong way. I couldn't help but question his motives. What was he so scared of? Did he think that by letting me sleep on the floor, I would somehow disappear or cease to be a part of his life?But as I replayed our argument in my mind, I realized that my own stubbornness had fueled the fire. The more he pushed, the more I resisted. It was a battle of wills,