I was forced to marry my sister's best friend's boyfriend.

"I know who you are. I won't marry someone whose name I don't know." He said.

"But I am your wife."

"Don't you dare say this nonsense in front of me? To the world, you are my wife now, but the truth is, this was all just an arrangement."

I have a girlfriend and I'm not going to end things with her. If anyone had the right to be my wife, it was her. "

Tears streamed down my cheeks.

"Okay, then the three of us will spend time together."I ironly said.

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Lisa burst into my bedroom a bright smile plastered on her gorgeous face.

Awkward. She was holding a big box which she put down and rushed over to embrace me. She hugged me so tight that I almost thought my Lisa was back but a thought struck my mind. She was Lisa Casella. A package full of surprises.

"Guess what London?" she exclaimed excitedly.

They all used to call me London when my dad was alive. This was a first in five years.

"What?" I tried to sound excited.

"Guess who's getting married tonight?" she exclaimed thrilled.

My eyes lit up for the first time in years. I held her back in excitement.

"What?! No way. You are getting married? I didn't know you were in a serious relationship."

Seriously I didn't know. She was my sister. I had to be thrilled for her despite everything. I always wished the best for her.

"Oh please! Do you always have to be so stupid. I'd never get married now," she said rolling her eyes.

"So who's getting married?"

Seriously who would Lisa be so thrilled for? One of her friends? How would that concern me though?

"You silly. Tonight you'll finally be out of our lives. No offense honey."

Me? My smile dropped and I felt my heart sink. But I wasn't seeing anyone. I looked puzzled.

"Don't give me that face. Get ready for the ceremony. It's a small and simple thing but the reception soon will be grand. Everything a bride needs is in that box. At 5 pm sharp Layton will come and get you. If you need my help I'm more than available."

"I don't understand."

"Of course, you wouldn't understand. You are getting married to famous heartthrob and billionaire Jayden Montero. You'd be living under a rock to not know him. You are so lucky, honey. Finally, you get the spotlight."

"I'm still lost."

For the record, she was patient with me but she was beginning to lose it.

"It's an arranged marriage. A one-year contract between the Casellas and the Monteros. You are the bride. You guys ain't engaged of course but to the world, you guys have been engaged for three months and now you'll tie the knot. So basically it was a secret affair. It's a contract for business stuff you wouldn't understand."

Lisa explained the situation. Of course, to her, I had no idea how anything worked except being useless. I swallowed hard.

"I won't get married to a stranger. I have the right to choose my partner," I told her trying my best to appear confident and unwavering.

Lisa scoffed and scanned my body.

"As if anyone would want to be chosen by you. There is no discussion on this one. Don't waste our time."

"I won't get married," I spoke firmly balling my fists.

I was tired of being controlled.

Out of the blue, I felt a hard sting on my cheek. It stung so much I had to put my hand on it.

Lisa had given me a resounding slap. One of her best. She left a red welt behind and her ring had cut me just below my eye. I was bleeding.

"Anything more to say?" she inquired looking sharply at me.

I shook my head no. She'd murder me if I said anything more.

"Perfect. Suit yourself," she replied and left swinging her fancy ponytail.

I felt a warm liquid run down my nose and I wiped using my hand. I was bleeding. I quickly went to the bathroom and cleaned up myself.

Fifteen minutes later I was on my bed scanning my gown. It was gorgeous but I didn't want to be in it. Why me?

Who was this Jayden person? So I was like living under a rock because I like knew nothing about him. I pretty much knew no one.

I quickly took out my laptop and looked him up on Google.

There were multiple articles about him and the recent trending one about his secret engagement.

I didn't have time for all that nonsense right now. I had to see his face at least so I rushed to images and there was an entire gallery of him.

Okay, so I was speechless. My heart instantly skipped a beat. An alien color invaded my cheeks and I felt a smile form on my lips.

I never believed in the love at first sight drama but this masterpiece I was looking at had made me feel stuff I had never felt before. How could he be so perfect?

I read about three articles on him and I was convinced he had quite a good reputation with ladies in terms of respect.

So this Jayden guy was going to be my better half? The thought itself made me feel unexplainable stuff.

Was it a good thing that I was suddenly thrilled to get married?

My instincts quickly told me to put effort into my looks immediately. I had to impress him. My first impression had to be perfect.

Finally light at the end of the tunnel. Finally, my prince charming was here.

Yes, I was excited but that nagging thought bugged me.

Would the hot billionaire accept a socially awkward bag of embarrassment like me?

...

Everything happened so fast that in a short space of time I was trapped in the billionaire's car. Pardon me, my husband's car which was now officially mine as well right?

It was a limousine and his scent flooded the car. It completely filled my nostrils and intoxicated my mind. Soon I would get to smell his scent at a closer angle and run my hands through his hair.

One thing bothered me though. He had neither spoken to me nor looked at me. He was furiously typing on his cellphone with his eyebrows knitted. He seemed distracted.

I had no idea on how this entire wifey thing worked out but I had to give it a shot hey. I cleared my throat softly for attention which I didn't get.

Okay, maybe I was too soft. I tried again.

"Do you need something?" he asked me coldly all his attention still on his phone.

"Umm, I was thinking that since we don't know each other we could maybe start by introductions," I started trying my best to raise my voice a little.

He didn't reply. I was beginning to feel odd.

"So, I'm Kyra Casella..Well Mont...."

"I know who you are. I wouldn't marry someone whose name I don't know."

Well that was a shocker. Okay maybe I was just being silly and immature. I had no idea how this worked and he wasn't helping either. Was this how all newly weds behaved or was it just in my case?

"How about you tell me more about yourself or maybe I'll go first?" I more of asked than stated.

"There's nothing to tell."

"Well so I'll tell you about me instead. Firstly, I like..."

"Can I get some peace please and is your voice always like that? If so then I'm sorry but it's really irritatingly low."

My heart suddenly stopped. His eyes were now on me and I suddenly felt self conscious.

His eyes held that intense stare that Layton always gave me milliseconds before beating me up black and blue.

I would never fail to recognise that intense look that warned me that a volcano was about to erupt.

"Jay, I don't understand w.."

"Do not call me Jay. You can never call me Jay. Only my friends and family can call me that," he spat at me venomously.

My heart was now acting like a caged bird throwing itself against my ribcage.

"But I am your wife."

"Don't you dare throw that in my face. To the world you are now my wife but the actual thing is this is all just an arrangement."

His voice was raising and threatening to break. His face was red with fury and his knuckles had turned white.

"I-I don't understand. Yes this is arranged but I thought you agreed to this."

Tears were imminent. I was holding them back but any point would be a breaking point soon enough.

"In case no one told you,I never wanted this marriage. It's all against my will. We can't be husband and wife."

"Don't say that please. I promise to try and be a good wife to you. If it's my voice you don't like I'll change it.

I'll try and be louder."

"And what if I tell you I hate everything about you then what?"

"I'll change myself for you."

"Then that tells me how cheap and undignified you are."

My tears finally gave in. He was hammering my heart. This was nerve wrecking.

"What-what is going on? I've never met you before but you seem to have something strong against me."

"You just had to come into my life the moment when everything was beautiful. You actually seem happy with this arrangement."

"Did I ruin something precious to you?"

"Yes. Yes you did!I can't be with the love of my life right now because of you. She is my everything. My world. I wanted her to be at the altar with me. I wanted to say wedding vows to her."

"You have a..."

"Yes I have a girlfriend and I'm not ending things with her. If anyone has the right to be my wife then that's her."

Adrenaline flooded my veins. He was in love with another woman?! By the looks of it this wasn't just some ordinary love. He was head over heels in love with this woman.

His eyes were now sad. I could see the intense pain and sadness in his gorgeous eyes. The fact that I was the cause of this pain stabbed my pounding heart ruthlessly.

He was at the brink of tears. I don't know why but it hurt me miserably seeing him in this terrible condition.

"She is beautiful. She has everything I have ever wanted in a woman. I love her. I am madly in love with her," he confessed looking at his trembling hands as if she was right there.

Hearing Jayden confess his love for another woman destroyed me to the core. It was crystal clear that I stood no chance with him.

"What about me?" I suddenly croaked immediately regretting saying those words.

I was clearly inviting criticism. He had already called me cheap and undignified. What more did I want?

"You are a nobody to me. You are far from my taste. We can never be even friends. Just stay away from me and don't try anything that will make me forget I'm a human."

His words held a lot of command and authority. They made me shiver. The car came to a sudden halt. Guess we were 'home'.

Jayden left the car slamming the door in my tearstained face. The chauffer was kind enough to open the door for me and I trotted behind Jayden who was already by the entrance of 'the mansion'.

He banged the doors open and stormed in. I looked like a lost puppy running after him except only that puppies are cute. I looked horrible and the tears cascading down my cheeks just added to the horror.

I was finally in after a long struggle with my painfully long heels. Jayden was already trudging upstairs furiously.

"Jay," a soft nectarine sweet voice called.

That voice seemed to stop him dead in his tracks. My curiosity kicked in and I turned to to luxurious living room where the angelic voice had come from.

Shock held me immobile. I was dumb stricken by the sight before me. A lady stood there. Not just some ordinary plain Jane like me but a mesmerizing drop dead gorgeous woman.

Her hair was a rich shade of chestnut and well maintained. Why did she look so familiar?

Oh, my god. she was my sister's bestie!