Unexpected Wedding

Invited by the future husband to the party

A few days after determining the wedding date...

A manly stature who has a handsome blond face with a thin beard growing on his firm jaw just got out of his red sports car. he smiled, his hazel blue eyes staring at the metallic white luxury mansion in front of her while buttoning the black tuxedo she was wearing. It was Aaron Nicholas Hoult, who had picked up Brielle to come with him to a coworker's wedding.

"Aaron," said Michael who came to greet him from the terrace.

The man named Aaron smiled and then approached Michael who looked relaxed.

"Brielle is getting ready in the room," Michael said.

"Yeah, in fact, she's already so beautiful even though she's not too embellished..I've liked her for a long time," Aaron said as he walked with Michael into the living room.

"I know my sister is attractive. But she has to look classy so you won't be embarrassed when you introduce her to your friends later," said Michael.

Aaron just nodded then immediately sat on the living room sofa. He sat there casually chatting with Michael and John while waiting for Brielle who was in the room.

Until a few minutes ago, the long-awaited finally arrived...Brielle looks out of the room with slow steps starting down the stairs. She is so charming in a plain red dress with open shoulders, sexy cleavage, and cleavage from the calves to the thighs, showing her white and smooth skin, wearing a bit of thick make-up and pinning some of her hair back.

The word "Beautiful, Hot, and sexy" really describes Brielle's appearance tonight. The gold-colored high heels he wore seemed to make her even more charming and of course, Aaron was so mesmerized that he didn't want to blink.

"I'm ready," said Brielle with a flat look.

"Eh....okay," Aaron said as he stood up. He immediately said goodbye to Michael and John, then walked over to Brielle. He took the beautiful girl's hand and led her out of the mansion to the car.

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"Why do you want to marry me?" asked Brielle blankly.

“Because I love you,” Aaron replied as he focused on driving at high speed. Sometimes he glanced at Brielle for a dazzling look, then his right hand touched her dress-covered thigh. "You are beautiful and Sexy. Anyone will fall in love with you….and I won't let anyone else have you. Only me, only I can have you," he continued with a gaze so cold towards the front.

"But I don't love you, I'm forced to accept this arranged marriage… You won't be happy with me. I hope you understand….our marriage will only be in vain," said Brielle, bending her face.

"Oh ...so you want me to end this matchmaking?" asked Aaron.

"I still haven't graduated college, how can I marry you? After all, I need time to learn to love you...." Brielle looked at Aaron with a pleading look. "At least give me a few years, after which we can get married."

"Then I won't be helping your father's company," Aaron said casually.

"Aaron...." Brielle looked at Aaron in frustration.

"Remember that I marry you not just because I wanted to get married. But I paid a big price for you to save your dad's dilapidated company! So don't complain too much or act unprepared. I'm sure you'll feel comfortable once you get used to me!" Aaron confirmed while focusing on driving. "Stop your nonsense or we'll die silly before enjoying life together!"

"I'd rather die," said Brielle, turning her head away.

"If you die, your family will fall into poverty because I won't help them!" Aaron confirmed and then accelerated the speed of his sports car. In silence, sometimes he glanced at Brielle who didn't dare to respond.

Until a few minutes passed, Aaron finally stopped his car in the parking lot in front of a luxury hotel with golden yellow nuances, then immediately invited Brielle to get off and enter the hotel.

Arriving at the party hall, Aaron smiled at the beautiful atmosphere of the party. Beach white-themed decorations with decorative chandeliers so magnificent and luxurious located in the middle of the hall, chairs, and tables wrapped in white cloth and there is a ribbon on the shoulders of the chairs, and decorative flowers on each table.

"I can have a more luxurious wedding than this party. I will make our wedding the best day for us," he said with a smile.

"I don't need," said Brielle who had to put her arm around Aaron's arm.

"Too bad I don't care about you needing or not, willing or not ... You've been mine since you agreed to our match," said Aaron then pulled Brielle towards the bride.

Brielle could only obey, following wherever Aaron took her. She glanced at the majestic atmosphere of the party and the sound of romantic music echoing through the ballroom further added to the impression of a boisterous atmosphere, in contrast to her sick and chaotic mood.

"Mr. Xavier," Aaron greeted the groom.

"Mr. Aaron, you finally came," Xavier replied then hugged Aaron for a while. He glanced at Brielle who was now behind Aaron. "Is she your lover?" he asked.

"No, but she is my future wife," Aaron replied, pulling Brielle gently to stand beside him again. "She is Brielle, the only daughter of Mr. John Emmanuela," he continued with a proud smile.

"Wow... This is shocking news. You've never seriously dated a girl, then are getting married now? I really can't believe it!'

"This time you have to believe because she is a girl who can make me interested in marriage," Aaron exclaimed with a warm smile.

"Yeah...better to get married than to be alone. You're old enough anyway."

"Congratulations on your marriage, I'm really happy to see your side by side with legal status as husband and wife," Aaron said then shook hands with the wife of Xavier who was very beautiful wearing a white dress. Brielle also congratulated the bride and groom.

After meeting the bride and groom, Aaron invites Brielle to mingle with his colleagues for a few minutes. After that, he invited Brielle to get out of the hotel immediately.

"Aaron, why are we out of the party when we've only been there a few minutes...I even feel comfortable just meeting my friend?” Brielle asked in surprise.

"Because I don't like your beauty to be seen by many people. We'd better go now!" answered Aaron firmly.

"Yeah, well... Better to go home than to be with you here!"

"We're not going home," Aaron shouted, opening the door for Brielle.

"If we don't go home, where are we going?" asked Brielle as she got into the car.

"Have fun," Aaron replied then quickly closed the door.

Brielle fell silent with a feeling of wonder, fear, and confusion by the attitude of people who were too rude and now she don't know where he was to take her. She thought it looked like her future husband had purposely come to the party for a while because he had other purposes for her...

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