Married To My Sister's Husband

Nigel Sanchez?

Chapter Five

Seth's p.o.v

I almost lost myself when she walked into my office. Her luscious blonde hair resting beautifully on her shoulders and that gown she has on, looking almost transparent and hanging loosely, one could see her underwear. I guess she is making herself at home…too at home.

She stares at the contract like she has a choice when she doesn't. The contract may be outrageous but they are necessary to keep her in check. When I have an agreement with someone they have to stick to it, I don't care if we're married or lovers and this way I can keep an eye on her because if we had these rules before now, she wouldn't have landed herself in a damn hospital in the first place. Besides it's not like I am locking her in a tower like a f*****g princess, it's simple rules; 1) Don't leave the mansion till I give permission 2) No guests in the house 3) We go on with our separate lives but you will be by my side at events 4) Don't embarrass me in public 5)The marriage will not be terminated until I say so

“Do you not know how to use a pen, Zaylee?” I ask and she looks up at me.

“I'm not signing this and you can't do anything to my family's hotel” She says and I smile. She has guts.

“Really?” I ask. I love how ignorant people are, it's refreshing to see the looks on their faces when they find out just what I'm capable of.

“Beatrice, she won't allow it” She says and my smile fades.

“Mentioning my grandmother to get to me, are we?” I ask as I go and pour myself another glass of martini. I hate when people do that, they think she's my weakness and she is because she is the only person I care about but I don't let it stop me.

“That's exactly what I'm doing,” She says and I smirk.

“Go ahead and find out if I or my grandma is in charge of my decisions” I say and she scoffs.

“Fine, I'll sign itt” She snaps as she does exactly that

and slams the papers on the table. Has she always been feisty?

“Don’t destroy my table” I say and she glares at me.

“I'm sorry, is that one of the rules too? You know while you're at it why don't you rent me a whole apartment so we can really go our separate ways!” She yells and storms out.

I should include a no yelling or talking back policy in that contract.

I head back to my table for a cigar as my phone rings.

“Aren't you supposed to be asleep?” I ask as I stretch my legs on my table, crossing one over the other and leaning into my chair.

“I miss the young boy who was excited to get a call from me” Beatrice says and I smile, blowing a puff.

“This young man is more concerned about your health” I say. She's recovering from a fever but insisted on witnessing the wedding.

“I'm perfectly fine, I should have waited till tomorrow to call, I don't want to interrupt the newly weds on their wedding night” She says. There's nothing to interrupt.

“It's fine, ma,” I assure her.

“And about that disturbance as the wedding? Who was that?” She asks and my jaw clenches as my frustration from earlier today comes back. Nigel Sanchez. What reason did he have barging into my wedding, did he think he lived in a f*****g fairytale? That Zaylee would see him and not want to marry me? I shouldn't have spared him.

“It was nothing, just a random and I took care of it” I say.

“Good to know. How is Zaylee? I would like to speak with her” She says.

I doubt she wants to speak to either of us right now.

“She's…asleep right now” I say and she sighs.

“Well I'll hang up now so you can have time to yourselves and I'm sure you have planned the best time away for you and Zaylee!” She exclaims.

She doesn't know that Zaylee and I have planned to keep things professional between us, this isn't a real marriage so there's no honeymoon and I don't have time for such things.

“Sure” I say hoping she'll drop the topic.

“A girl only has one honeymoon you know, I remember my wedding night…” She goes on and on about how grandpa made it the best night of her life and how their marriage was like their wedding day. He had a stroke a few years back. I’ve heard this story countless times and I still let her tell it each time.

Alora's pov

This can't be how every other marriage is. He's supposed to make her happy and want to build a life with her but then he acts like this, maybe this is why she ran away. I don't blame her because she didn't know what she was getting into. As I stare at the ring on my finger, I think about Justin's betrayal and I can't believe that I was weeks from getting married to him. Our marriage would have probably turned out very messy, I would be taking care of the kids while he would be out there cheating then he would come home and lie in my face. I'm glad I'm not getting married to him, the truth is that I don't think that I truly love him. I just thought he was a great guy and we met at a time when I was in a really dark place; I was fed up with living with my mother and I was looking for my own place. We started hanging out and he was so nice and gentle with me, he never yelled like my mother always did so I trusted him and I liked that I could trust someone other than my best friend. I felt…safe until recently. This past year, he acted differently. He was jumpy sometimes and when we argued about even the littlest things he would yell at me and he got busier but a lot of times he acted like the Justin I know and treated me like I was the only thing that mattered. I saw the signs but he is in the past.

Now all I want to do is find my sister and learn about my real family. It's crazy to wrap my head around the fact that I have an identical twin and an entire family that I don't know about. It all makes sense now, I think I was the twin who got adopted because now I believe the woman I have called mother since I was born is not my real mother. She has been so cruel to me that sometimes I did wonder if I was her child and now I have my answer but what I don't know the answer to is why she was so desperate to adopt me if she wasn't going to love me. No, what I really want to know is who my mother is and why she gave me away. I should find out where she lives and confront her right now but where do I start? I don't know what she looks like or who can help me find her.

I don't know where I am or how to be Zaylee Van Doren, I don't even know her family's name…my family's name but I will learn.

I decided to go through Zaylee's things again, more thorough this time. I got through every single thing in yr room and turn everything over but there's nothing important, just the diary. I need to talk to our sister, Iren

e and this other person Zaylee mentions in her diary…Nigel Sanchez?