The Unholy Matrimony - Chapter 3
The big day for both Phoebe and Hunter finally here, their family were both busy putting up the finishing touch on the guest lists, gifts and setting where the wedding will be held in the garden in France countryside. Phoebe worn the stunning creamy laced satin gown matched with her pearl necklace. But she still felt a butterfly in her stomach.
"I don't know if I'm doing the
right thing anymore," she told her three other sisters.
"You better decide fast whether
you want to be with this man or not. He hold most of our property and business
so make sure you think before you do anything," Prue said wearily.
"But if I let it go, we won't
get any justice for our family and neither for my sucked love life,"
Phoebe raised her voice. "Whatever it'll be, here it goes!" She head
towards the altar where Hunter waited for her impatiently.
Wearing a gorgeous grey suits,
Hunter looked timeless she can forget eating but couldn't took her eyes away
from him. What a heart breaker, she thought.
As the wedding vows being read and
repeated by both, Hunter lifted her veil and kissed her lips and cheek. Phoebe
whispered in his ear, "Tonight, you'll know what going to happen to
you!" Then, she smiled seductively. Hunter let out a cynical sighed,
"Whatever, you'll end up on my bed tonight."
Bastard,
she thought.
After the ceremony ended, Phoebe's
smile quickly turned into a smirked. "I told you Mr. Valentine, you are
messing with the wrong woman," she sneered.
Despite her disgust, Hunter kept on
advancing on her. He ran his hands up her thighs and moaned, "Who cares,
now I have you." He bent over to kiss her neck but Phoebe quickly backed
away and kneaded his groin.
"In your dreams," she
spat.
"Bitch!" He cursed back at
her holding his groin.
He quickly pushed her down and
pinned her before unfastening his zipper and torn Phoebe's panties away.
"What are you doing? Bastard!"
Phoebe cursed and struggled. She pushed his body as hard as she could. He still
very strong and he reached over and pulled her bra harshly.
"I'm going to breed you,
bitch!" He laughed cynically.
Phoebe cried as hard as she could
but she was too vulnerable to fight back. He was stronger and far more muscular
to bring down. She kept on struggling and kicking at him but he won't budge an
inch. He already took off his jacket and grabbed hold on Phoebe until the car
reached Hunter's mansion.
He climbed out of the car, dragging
Phoebe together and carried her without her will to the house. Soon as they
reached the master bedroom, he threw her on the bed and undressed his shirt. He
crawled up the bed like a panther and smiled wickedly. Phoebe edged her way to
the corner of the bed until she managed to grab a vase and broke it, and
threaten him, "Don't you dare come closer," she said pointing the
broken vase at him.
Hunter was startled, "Stop the
nonsense, and come to me!"
She spat, "No, if you do
anything to me...I'll break to the whole media about your scandals. I have your
sex videos!"
He went still, "What are you
talking about?"
"Don't act innocent, Hunter.
I've done research and stalked you," Phoebe smiled wickedly. There's
nothing you can hide from me anymore.
She showed him the photo of him in
an intimate lovemaking session with another woman on bed which he never
realized.
"Where did you get this?"
He asked, as anger filled him.
"You don't have to ask. As long
as you play along with me, I don't think we'll be having any problem."
Phoebe then ordered Hunter stepped out from the room and shut the door behind
it.
Hunter cursed himself from outside
the room, "She'll going to pay for this! I swear to God!"
The next morning started off quite
fine before Phoebe broke the news to Hunter, "I want to work at your
place."
Sipping his coffee, he replied,
"No way, honey. You are staying home." He reached out for the slices
of bread and took one and spread out the butter on top of it.
"I want it, you have to get me
a job there!" She demanded. He knew this woman won't take no for an
answer.
"Alright fine, be my PA I need
you around as much as I need you around here." Hunter said finally. Phoebe
clapped her hands and said, "That's alright with me. Just that I don't
want people there to know how much I despise you. We will pretend to be a very
loving couple there, as much as I hate it...Eeerrrk!"
Once they arrived at Valentine Corp.
International, they were surrounded by adoring public and media that received
the news and were they to congratulate them on their wedding. "Thank you
everybody!" Hunter said to all of them. "I definitely are feeling
overwhelmed right now," he joked and kissed Phoebe on her cheek.
"How did you both met?"
one of the reporters asked suddenly.
I hate
that question, Phoebe thought. Then, Phoebe
smiled, "We were on holidays few months back when we first met in Europe.
It went from there."
"I always think that I am the
luckiest guy to have her. All my successes are from her continuous love and
moral support. She's the woman behind this man," he replied.
Phoebe added, "I couldn't have
been happier than this. He's the man for me. Finally, I found my Mr.
Right!" They went into Hunter's office room and shut the door behind them.
"What a huge relief!"
exclaimed Phoebe.
"You could have fooled me out
there just now," Hunter flashed his wicked smile.
"That's what we called
acting," Phoebe squinted her eye at him. "Don't get too carried
away."
"I should have made out with
you out there," Hunter teased. "You won't say no, right?"
"Fuck you!" she snapped.
Then, Andrew Nivens who was Hunter
best friend walked in the office and cleared his throat before saying, "So
how was your little honeymoon?" Hunter snapped, "Get out of here
Andrew!"
"Hi, I'm Phoebe!" Phoebe
offered a polite hello.
"Its a pleasure to meet
you," Andrew hold her hand and brought it to his lips and kiss it.
A sudden wave of strong jealousy
filled Hunter for a while, he broke the contact between them and dragged Phoebe
to the bathroom. "What are you trying to do?" he asked angrily.
"Nothing, what do you
mean?"Phoebe questioned him back.
"Don't act blonde with me, you
trying to make me jealous by making a move with my friend, wasn't it?" his
cheek burned with anger. He stormed out from the bathroom and back to his desk,
cooling down. He shouldn't be angry with that small thing but her action there,
really pissed him off.
What have
I gotten myself into, he told himself.
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