Accidently Married The CEO
Gabriel
In a few weeks, I was supposed to get married to my best friend, but instead, I was sitting in Vegas, drinking on her new husband's tab. We all have a price we are willing to pay for our dreams, and Gwen was mine. She was the price I paid to be able to become business partners with her now husband. The best man won, and he was the best for her.
Moira
A week ago, I got a text from an unknown number, telling me that my fiancé has been her boyfriend for nearly a year and that he confessed to her that he was getting married, but wanted their relationship to still go on. Instead, she texted me and joined me on my honeymoon that I was supposed to spend doing all my first with the man I thought were going to have all his firsts with me. I know Vegas is a silly place for a honeymoon, but this was only our first stop, and this was where we were going to experience everything our strict Christian parents would never have condoned. I still plan on doing all my firsts, including getting rid of my useless virginity that I have been holding onto.
When Gabriel saw Moira, he knew he wanted her, and he was going to do whatever it took to have her, even if it meant marrying her.
Moira spent a night fulfilling all her wildest fantasies, but like the saying goes, 'What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas', and it is time to get back to reality.
What Moira thought would just become a fond memory, became so much more when Gabriel shows up at her accounting firm, ready to take what was promised to him on a drunken night and worse of all, he is the new CEO of her company and isn't leaving until he got what he came for.
*TRIGGER WARNING!*
This book does contain scenes where the MC is going through miscarriage and finding a way to deal with it. If this is going to be triggering for you, please prepare yourself or skip over it.
Thank you and have fun getting to know Moira and understand Gabriel better. We all know he deserves his happy ending!
Unfold
Chapter 50
Moira
My feet ache as I carry the fresh pot of coffee to a table filled with drunken teenagers that probably came from some or other underage party, living their best lives. I can’t even judge them for underage drinking because all I can do is wish I had more of those nights with friends. Sure, I had m……
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