Tyler’s POVI was feeling a mix of joy and nervousness as I stood in front of the altar. Finally, the day Madison and I would be married was here. It was the moment I had been waiting for. I knew how important this event was, and my heart was racing with happiness as I waited for my bride.As I walked around in a classy and charming black suit, I couldn’t help but notice the little things that made my outfit special. The suit fit my body perfectly and hugged me in all the right places. The jacket had a slim fit that drew attention to my broad shoulders, and the pants were expertly made to make me look sharp and stylish.The fabric was a high-end mix of fine wool and silk. It had a light sheen that made the outfit look a little more glamorous. The suit’s black color was classic and timeless, which matched both my great taste and the seriousness of the event. A thin satin trim around the lapels added a modest but elegant touch that made the whole look better.A crisp white dress shirt t
Madison's POVI stood at the other end of the street, watching the light from the club spill through its windows and the muffled sounds coming from inside the building. I didn't want to be here. My mind calculated a thousand other things I'd rather be doing as I rocked from one foot to the other, and one of them was being curled up in bed, crying.My life was currently a mess and even though everyone acted like it wasn't my fault, I couldn't help but blame myself. Maybe if I hadn't been away for too long, I would have noticed that the business was struggling, and maybe my father wouldn't have had to bear the burdens by himself till his last breath. Regardless of how many times I tried to forget about it, I couldn't get rid of the self-loathing and guilt that plagued my heart."I really do not want to be here, Sophie," I mumbled tiredly, turning away from the light, but her firm grip kept me from moving further."I understand, Maddy, but for how long are you going to be miserable?" she
Tyler's POVRebel Wolves was my safe haven and escape from the many dramas happening in my life. Reality was stifling, sometimes dressed as a tall blonde female called Brenda. On other days, it was my family and the responsibilities that came with being a Marshal; it was certainly not the greatest life."You're standing me up again, Babe," Brenda had texted earlier as I made my way out of the club with this beautiful stranger by my side. I heard my phone chime once more, but I ignored the text and continued towards the VIP room.This certainly wasn't the first time I had picked up a lady from the club. However, this was the first time I had met one with such a smart mouth. She was beautiful and fascinating no doubt, but something about her was off even if I couldn't wrap my hands around it.I unlocked the room, and led her carefully into the darkness when my phone chimed again in my pocket."You wanna answer that?" she asked with a concerned smile."It's nobody," I mumbled under my br
Madison's POVYesterday was a mistake. As I drove back home with Andy from the club, I tried to pretend like there was nothing wrong with what I did, but the regrets kept looming. I had prayed that the regrets would be gone by morning dissipated, but I lied. If anything, the wave of disgust I was feeling was overwhelming.My goals were clearly spelled out when I returned, and it definitely wasn't supposed to start with a one night stand with a stranger. A stranger that was forcing himself into my dreams, and gave me one of the best sexual experiences of my life. This was messed up and I had no one else to blame for it but myself. Maybe, I had a knack for screwing things up.The door of my room flew open, startling me from my thoughts as Gemina stood at the entrance; her face contoured into a scowl that made her deep blue eyes less kind."I don't think you should still be in bed by now, Maddy," she pouted.“I wasn't even asleep, Gem, and I don't think that's the best way to speak to yo
Madison’s POV My heart raced with uncertainty as I entered the dimly lit street, leaving the noisy club behind. Tyler, who had dropped a bombshell on my family, stood beside me, his expression oddly remorseful. I felt like punching him in the face. I mean, I would have, but his cuteness was his saving grace, he looked like there was nothing wrong with what he did. I mean, my siblings were going to kill me! “Tyler, you had no right to drop such a bombshell on them,” I hissed, my voice trembling with frustration. “I knew this was a crazy idea, but this… this is beyond insane!” Running a hand through his chestnut hair, Tyler sighed in exasperation. “Maddy, I honestly didn’t think it would hurt them that much.” My anger simmered, but his remorse seemed genuine. “You should’ve thought about that before blurting it out like that. And I can’t believe you didn’t even warn me.” He winced, my anger weighing him down. “I’m sorry. I should’ve told you before we came here, but I just wanted t
Tyler's POV The quiet aftermath of Madison's departure weighed heavily on me. Her form receding in the distance left an indescribable emptiness, a gap that I hadn't anticipated. I found myself pondering over the unexplainable force that drew me to her. It was more than mere physical attraction; it was as though some invisible bond tethered us together. Behind the wheel of my car, I retraced the path back home, but my thoughts remained trapped in the club, replaying every second of our unexpected alliance. Each revelation seemed to strike me like thunder, leaving me entangled in a storm of emotion. Alongside the excitement, fear lurked, for I couldn't escape the daunting prospect of confronting my parents. As I continued to drive, my thoughts were fixated on the impending storm I'd face with my parents. I knew my mother, in particular, would not take this revelation lightly. She had always held Brenda in high regard, and marrying Madison was certainly not part of her grand plan. How
Madison’s POV The reflection in the mirror seemed like a scene from a movie, and I was the protagonist playing a role far grander than my reality. Dressed in a deep blue satin gown, I was the picture of elegance, but the unease in my heart made it feel out of place. The knee-length dress accentuated my figure, a choice Tyler insisted on, as if he wanted to make a statement to his mother. The anticipation of the evening weighed on me. Would Tyler's mother appreciate my effort or find it excessive? This dinner meant more than clothes; it was about acceptance. Brenda, his previous girlfriend, had left behind an almost mythical presence, and the pressure to live up to her was overwhelming. As I adjusted the delicate straps of my dress, I couldn't escape the self-doubt. The ring of my phone interrupted my thoughts, and I hurried to answer Tyler's call, feeling the tremor in his voice. "I'm outside," he said. “Just that?” I thought to myself. He couldn't even make it nicer, at least,
Tyler’s POV The silence that followed Madison’s abrupt departure was thick with tension, like a storm brewing on the horizon. My mother’s disapproving gaze bore into me, her unspoken disapproval casting a long shadow over the room. In that charged moment, I couldn’t contain the torrent of emotions that surged within me. I pushed my chair back abruptly, its legs scraping harshly against the floor, the sound a jarring contrast to the hushed atmosphere. My mother’s words, echoing her thinly veiled threat, reverberated in my mind. “You will lose your entire inheritance if you move an inch,” she had warned. For a brief, heart-stopping moment, I was struck by the weight of her words. The inheritance had always been the safety net, the ultimate insurance policy that had made me tread carefully around my family’s expectations. It had been the invisible shackle that tied me to their plans and desires. However, in that pivotal moment, I could no longer be held hostage by the promise of weal