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Accidentally married to the Right Von Duvall  Novel Cover

Accidentally married to the Right Von Duvall

(Trigger warning: this book has some elements of dark romance with an unhinged ML) "Would you give me your surname or better take mine then? Will you be the lucky man?" I blurted out having no idea of what I was saying. My head was already in the clouds and blinded by his smile. It calmed the storm in my mind. He laughed. Those dark abysses were truly alluring when they sparkled. His fingers grazed my cheeks, wiping off my tears, before cupping them in his callous palms. "If you love my surname so much." A foolish smile graced my lips, oblivious of the fact that he wasn't joking. "You can't back down now, hubby. You just got a wife." I thought I lost everything when I walked away from Sinclair. I never imagined I'd end up as Alaric Von Duvall's wife. ******* Her life was written in stone. A perfect life one she always dreamt of. Everything Cassandra wanted was within reach until one night revealed the love she'd trusted was a lie. Betrayal and deceit from those she trusted the most made every belief she had crash down. What she didn't expect was to stumble into a stranger's arms, into his bed and wake up married. Alaric gave her what she thought she wanted; now she can't take it back. One reckless mistake became a wedding vow. Now she's trapped inside Alaric's empire of lies. Married to a stranger who knows more than he's letting on He's dangerous. He's charming. And in front of everyone, he claimed her as his . Caught between Sinclair's obsession, Alaric's shadowy intentions, and her family's betrayal, Cassandra doesn't know if this marriage will be her downfall... or her salvation.
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Chapter 1

Cassandra's POV

The music was blasting from the speaker. The DJ was definitely killing it with how buzzing the night was. My eyes darted around the floor as I wandered into the club

God, I was nervous.

My finger was twirling my hair while I forced a smile on my face, the awkward type, with my teeth feeling off.

"Come on Cassie, try to cheer up." Aurelia cheered me, chuckling between her words. Her smile was infectious and would normally get me to relax but not tonight.

My nerves couldn't relax. "I'm trying, sis, but what if something happens?" I whined, voicing my fears to my younger sister, Aurelia. Her smile faltered for a second. Aurelia's sharp hazel eyes narrowed at me.

"Are you worried about Sinclair?" She asked with a pout. My lips parted then closed. She got the exact reason.

Aurelia sighed then grabbed my hand. "Geez, Cassie, you've got to relax. Nothing will happen to Sinclair and you will have the perfect wedding tomorrow." She started pulling further into the club.

Her words didn't completely ease my worries. How could I relax knowing Sinclair was having his bachelor's party with his crazy friends? I pulled away from Aurelia causing her to spin around. Her frown deepened. "What if he drinks too much and misses the wedding?" I whined.

I didn't like the idea of his bachelor's party and was against it. His friends complained and called me controlling, which wasn't the case.

The problem was that those bad influences Sinclair kept as friends.

.

Aurelia groaned, probably getting tired of my whinings. She held her face forcing me to look straight into her eyes. "Nothing will happen. Just have fun because this is the last chance you will get. Your friends are already waiting, don't ruin the night, Cass."

As if on cue, a familiar pitchy voice called from the side. "Cassie, you are here." The voice chimed, her hand yanking me from Aurelia.

"Stop standing around, it's time to party." My best friend Rebecca screamed excitedly pulling me away to our table. Tonight was my last night being single, and the girls had planned a lot of stuff; unfortunately, I couldn't relax.

Geez it was draining getting married. Rebecca pulled me to the reserved VIP table, filled with familiar faces. "The soon-to-be bride is here, girls. It's time to party." She announced.

Aurelia grabbed my other hand, "It's time to get wild. "Her voice beamed.

There was no escaping; their cheerful demeanour eventually got to me, and I finally relaxed following the flow.

There was no need to worry even though Sinclair's friends were jerks he was a saint and pretty responsible

We cheered and drank, having the best of the night. The DJ soon started playing some of my jams, which got me on my feet dancing with Rebecca acting as my personal hype.

I stood out on the dance floor with my tiara and sash, reading bride to be which was quirky, but the girls had insisted.

Song after song changed and the night was just starting.

While singing out loud and dancing my fave ice spice song did it first, I caught sight of Aurelia sneaking off the dance fall to answer a call.

I shrugged. She was an adult and I didn't need to be in her business.

Time slowly went by and 30 minutes had gone by. " I need to take a break," I told Rebecca, feeling my feet go numb.

"Sure, try resting, the Gigolos will be joining us soon." Rebecca winked at me and I almost choked on my spit.

My eyes shot her a look saying. ' Why was I just finding out about this?' Rebecca chuckled then shoved to the table. I sat down and started watching the others having a good time but my nerves started acting up again. My fingers were twitching from habit.

It wasn't because of Rebecca's tease, Aurelia was taking too long. My brows furrowed as my thoughts strayed, thinking of the worst possible situation, which made my stomach churn.

What if she ran into some bad guys? Unable to sit still, I snuck off when Rebecca wasn't watching to find Aurelia.

"Where am I going to start from?" I contemplated trying to weave my way through the crowd. The restrooms were closed and a bit quiet compared to out here. Aurelia might be there.

After escaping the chaotic dance floor I found myself in a quieter hallway. The restroom was down the hall. I rushed down, not wishing to waste any time.

"Of course, you have the cutest smile." A voice carrying a half-teasing, flirty tone drifted to my ears from a sharp turn on the left. My pace slowed down subconsciously, and I could feel my heartbeat slow down.

An obvious frown played between my brows. That voice was so familiar it made me restless. No... I shook my head.

That could not be the case, Sinclair was with his friends on the other side of the city. There was no way he could be here.

Even if he came to this club, why didn't he inform me?

I clutched my dress, my body urged me to charge forward. Just before I could turn, another familiar voice caught my attention.

And just like cold water was poured on me my entire body froze. Her voice was soft and teasing. She giggled sweetly. "Even prettier than your fiancé." She asked

My heart beat, which dropped earlier, spiked up immediately. The sound drumming in my earlier.

No this can't be.

Maybe it was just someone who had a similar voice. A part of me wanted to go back to the club and forget this. Maybe it was because I already knew whatever lies ahead would break me.

My body acted on its own ignoring my mind and heart which could not bear it

I forced a lump down my throat and peeked from the corner of the wall to confirm my doubt.

"Can we not talk about her? In my eyes, you are the prettiest, if not because of Dad, I won't bother being with that screw." The male voice said his tone was contentious.

"But you are still marrying her." Aurelia pouted.

The scene before me left me struck. Just staring blankly, my heart racing so fast it felt like it would fall out.

I should have screamed or cried. At least done something to let them notice my presence. My brain just froze and they didn't seem to notice me.

His back was against me, he had Aurelia in his arms against the wall. His large frame shadowed her while his neck was crooked around her neck, kissing her skin slowly as if he was savouring the taste of her...

I couldn't see his face but I was certain it was the man I was getting married to tomorrow. The same one I dated since freshman year. He was even wearing the same customised leather jacket I got for him on his last birthday.

The words Cassie is my favourite sin were written on it. It was cheesy and his friend taunted him about it. He didn't care and loved wearing it.

Sinclair von Duvall, my devoted fiancé, was secretly making out with my blood sister on our wedding eve. "I don't have much of a choice but to marry your boring sister..." He hissed, while his hand slowly lifted her gown crawling towards her panties

She moaned, clinging to him. Her eyes drifted from Sinclair.

A glimpse of fear crossed those eyes before it turned into a provocative smile. She saw me, instead of being scared she looked smug like she won. "You are so bad. Cassie might catch us, aren't you scared?"

.

He nibbled her ears, then trailed down his tongue behind his ears, drawing out a startled cry. Aurelia's eyes rolled shut, her fingers dug into her coat. Sinclair chuckled.

"Even if she catches us there is nothing she can do." He sneered, his voice turned sharp. "Dear Cassie is too uptight and spineless. I am the only one who would want someone like her. At times, I have to picture you in my mind to get my dick up just to fuck her."

My fingers twitched, and I could feel the subtle sting in my eyes. Was that how he saw me?

Aurelia chuckled, happy at his reply. She tipped her toes, wrapping her hands over his shoulders to pull him in.

Their lips smashed and she started kissing him hungrily. Sinclair moaned into her mouth, and he pushed her against the wall, kissing her back with the same intensity.

Every nerve in me screamed to storm over and tear them apart, but my legs betrayed me. Maybe Sinclair was right ' Cassandra Sterling was a coward.'

My vision blurred with tears I refused to shed. Then Sinclair's voice cut through me like glass. "Let's sneak out of here, I miss your cute moans." That was the final straw.

I ran away like a coward. My head was a complete mess. I couldn't run straight before I knew it, my heels broke In an instant, I lost balance.

My phone flew from my hand, clattering on the floor with a loud notification sound echoing.

I froze, breath caught in my throat, terror flooding me

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