Chapter 4 After meeting the bride

Chapter 3 After meeting the bride.

Two weeks later.

Wedding dinner

" Hell no! There is no way my only sister is marrying that stuck-up jerk!" Liam shouted at everyone slamming his hands on the dining table. He arrived in the country a few hours ago and he got an invite to a family dinner only to find out that it was his sister's wedding dinner. And to make it worse, she was getting married to the country's notorious playboy Daniel Smith.

" She is my daughter and I have the right to decide her future," His father said calmly but Liam's face only turned red in anger. He hated the man in front of him with all his might and he hated him more than anything at that moment.

" How dare you! You didn't even look for her after mother's death! You have no right to call her your daughter but you want to sell her to the highest bidder just because your sperm made her?" He laughed bitterly as he removed his tie. Fransisca didn't even bother to stop her brother, she can't back out of the wedding because the threat still stands but it doesn't mean that she won't want her brother to call him out on his bullshit.

" Watch your tone, William! She agreed to the wedding already, it's none of your business"

Liam raised his hand to silence him before fixing him a glare so cold Francisca could feel the chill, she ignored it and kept drowning herself in the champagne. The evil stepmother didn't even bother to say anything, she had a nasty look on her face and wanted everything to be over as soon as possible.

" What was the price?"

"What?" Mr Kingston blinked.

" If you are going to sell my little sister to the highest bidder. I deserve to know how much you sold her, don't I? As the only person who cares about her in this family," Liam gritted his teeth together as he spat those words out.

" It was for the company" His father surrendered obviously intimidated by the look on his son's face.

" So the rumours were true then" Liam laughs slightly, "Kingston and co is going bankrupt. You still want to retain the position of being the richest billionaire using my sister, your only daughter right? How about you stop sponsoring your bitch's ridiculous expensive lifestyle instead. I will be happy, my sister will be happy and it will save the company from going bankrupt"

Francisca replied with a loud giggle, she was enjoying everything more than she should. She adored her brother, and his protective mode on her but there was no going back with this wedding, every preparation had been made even though she had yet to meet her supposed groom.

" It's okay dear brother. I will be the sacrificial lamb, for the evil witch to continue her luxurious lifestyle" Francisca slurred not even glancing at her father.

" You don't have to Lilly" Liam's gaze softened as he addressed her by her birth name. Fransisca grabbed the end of her flowy gown and stood up, trying not to stagger due to the amount of alcohol she consumed already. She grabbed her little clutch and took a deep breath.

" I have only known both of you for just four months. And within that short period, I already concluded that you are the shittiest parents ever. You sold your only daughter because you dear your priced company is going bankrupt" Her laughter was completely devoid of humour but was filled with bitterness as she pointed at her father and his wife.

" Francisca you are drunk" her stepmother spoke for the first time but she ignored her and continued with her speech.

" I don't have anything to say to you but Fuck you! Fuck you and your plastic wife! And to my dearest brother, I appreciate your concern but I have a wedding to attend tomorrow and oh my God! I am the bride, funny isn't it?" She threw her hands up in the most dramatic way. Liam would have laughed at her actions if it wasn't for the silly situation. But he grabbed her hands and helped her out of the five-star restaurant. She refused to cry but he knew she was hurting. She was just as strong as their mother and it breaks his heart to see her like this.

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The next morning.

Fransisca woke up with a pounding headache from all the alcohol she consumed at the wedding dinner. She was surprised her name was not on the front page of the newspaper with all the drunken tantrums she threw in front of the restaurant. Maybe her wedding news already covered everything. Her wedding is the most viral news in the country at the moment. A wedding between the only daughter of the Kingston family and the heir of Smith Enterprises.

She could hardly feel the brushes and the probes of all the makeup artists and the fashion experts employed by her father to doll her up. She opened a red wine and kept drinking as they worked on her face and her body. By the time she wore her beautiful white wedding dress, she was as drunk as a fish.

The dress was beautiful, her stepmother chose it obviously. It was a pearl white gown with a halter neck design, diamonds were sewn under the bust and a lace design adorned the dress from the Burst to her ankle. She wore silver high heels and the makeup suited her beautiful face. She could have loved the look if she wasn't getting married against her wish.

The alcohol helped her with the fake smile on her face, thank goodness the wedding was just between the family members and a handful of invited guests. The ceremony started and she grabbed her wedding bouquet. She doesn't give a fuck and she was trying her best not to step on her gown and break her neck. The alcohol did wonders for her because she didn't even know it was her father who was leading her toward the church door. She kept a tight smile on her face and refused to look at anyone.

Immediately the door of the church opened, and Daniel looked up to see the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on. Her blond hair was rolled into an elegant bun, and the way the dress hugged every curve of her body almost made him hard on the spot. He had to keep reminding himself that he needed to have some control. Well, the control went out of the window immediately she smiled. She was hot! And beautiful. A beautiful type of hot and sexy with hints of innocence. He found himself longing for her almost instantly. That was dangerous, yes his father got him well by setting him up with an irresistible girl.

He knew already that she was dangerous to his whole existence. In all of his whoring around years, he has never met any woman who was capable of stirring the untouchable part of him. She was the first and she did that instantly. He needs to stay away from her but how? They were getting married already and now he is trapped.

" So you are the one my father sold me to? Nice to meet you" She said with a hint of slur immediately her father placed her hands into his.

" What?" He blinked in shock. He expected her to be swooning for him already, falling head over neck for him but she only addressed him in a bland greeting. Who in the world wouldn't fall for Daniel Smith's charms instantly? Is some part of her head broken?

" I know you like what you see but can you stop staring at me like that so we can hurry up? It's kind of creepy" She huffed and he was taken aback once again.

" Who is this nutjob?" he muttered under his breath as they both faced the priest together.