Shit. It was 8am already. I woke up in a rush of panic trying to pull an outfit together for 'That' day. That was a big day for me, my wedding.
I had been engaged for a year, I didn't have my parents support, being only 17 at the time but I thought "Fuck them. I'm happy and I've never been this in love before". Naive little one I was, wasn't I?
My fiancé Ethan was 28, but he made me feel like nothing else in the world was important, or so I had thought anyway.
So let's skip the boring part, you don't need to hear about the nerves flying through my stomach as I pulled my dress on and reajusted my hair for the 5th time. That's not the important part of this story.
So there I was, waiting to walk through the doors to marry the love of my life...when I saw him. He walked towards me with a glass of champagne, "You look like you need it" he smirked at me. I reached a loss for words, I couldn't stop looking at this beautiful man, his slicked back brown hair, his bright blue eyes. I was about to get married yet, for a slight second, I had forgotten.
I slowly took the champagne off this stranger and thanked him. "Best of luck with the wedding, the names Alexander. Behind the bar if you change your mind" he walks away with that same smirk.
It was then, that I knew. This man, would be the death of me.
A/N
Hi guys! Wanted to keep chapter one short and sweet just to give everyone a gist of whats going on! Hope you all enjoy
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The Betrayal Of Alexander Lowe
RomanceI can't believe it. I panic as my brain tries to process the scene in front of me. Why here? Why now? He steps towards me watching me shiver and watching my glimmering eyes look anywhere but at him. How dare he. "You know why I'm here, why can't yo...
