Rise of A Heiress Married To My Fiance's Uncle
Grace Pearl · Ongoing · 147.8k Words
Introduction
"Nngh don't do that" Amelia practically moaned as Mr handsome's tongue swirled on her sensitive spot, far too urgently. Amelia forced her hand out of his grip as she pushed his chest gently.
Mr handsome pulled out a red velvet box from his pocket, Amelia stared at it skeptically. "What is that?" She asked as she looked up at it.
Mr handsome thought she knew what it was but sadly she didn't.
"It's a wedding ring, Amelia. I'm agreeing to that tempting proposal of yours and I'll have my lawyer draft out the agreement," Mr handsome said as he stood up from the bed, standing in front of her as he put on a sexy smirk.
On her wedding day, Amelia’s world shatters when she catches her fiancé, Diego, betraying her with her best friend, Viola. Devastated, she flees, only to be involved in a car accident—yet a mysterious man saves her.
That man is Colton—Diego’s uncle—who, coincidentally, needs a wife for his own reasons. Seeing an opportunity for revenge, she proposes a deal: she’ll pose as Colton’s fiancée and take down Diego and Viola.
As their scheme unfolds, Amelia and Colton find themselves drawn to each other in ways they never expected. But their growing feelings are tangled in deception, old wounds, and unresolved secrets. When Amelia is poisoned and barely survives, Colton vows to uncover the truth and protect her at all costs.
Can their love survive the weight of revenge, or will the truth tear them apart?
Chapter 1
"What do you mean he hasn't arrived?" Amelia practically screamed as she got out of her white limousine. All dolled up in a white sequin wedding dress, heels made of glass just like Cinderella and her face coated with soft makeup.
Today was finally that long awaited day. She had been preparing for it for two years and now she was fulfilling her dreams.
"Yes dear, even though you arrived an hour late, Diego is nowhere to be found" Mrs Santiago said as Amelia chuckled.
If Diego was trying to give her a wedding surprise, he is surely going to get a heck of a reaction from her. She quickly fetched her phone from her pocket as she dialed his number.
"The number you dialed is unreachable, please drop a message after the beep."
The long beep echoed through Amelia's ear as she ran her fingers through her wavy brunette hair. She was currently in the room assigned to her and she was practically ruining her makeup whilst loosing her mind.
"What's going on Amelia, isn't he picking up his phone?" Mrs Santiago rushed into the room. Today was supposed to be swift and a good memory in their mind's but people were already exiting the cathedral and some stayed due to the influence Amelia's father had.
"He isn't picking up mom, and Violet hasn't arrived yet. What am I going to do" Amelia said, practically bursting into years. She never would've planned this wedding if she knew Diego would do this to her.
"I'll go talk with his mother, she just arrived but if not something has to be done" Mrs Santiago said as she patted Amelia on her shoulder before walking out of the room in a haste.
Amelia and Diego had been in a relationship since the beginning of college. Even though Amelia was slightly domineering, Diego managed to put up with her and it led to him proposing.
Amelia's heart was racing hard, she would be disgraced if Diego didn't show up.
Besides, she was super nervous too; if her groom wasn't here. Where the hell was her chief bride's maid too?
She stood up grabbing the extra car keys to the limo, she would never get her parents to allow her to go over to Diego's but she was doing it either way.
Amelia gathered her dress in her arms, slipping off her heels as she walked out of the room. She looked through the long hallway, a wave of chatter coming from the cathedral made Amelia nervous as she took a deep breath before running out of the room.
Amelia drove through the streets of Manhattan, not caring who she drove into or how she drove. She had an aim and that was to get her groom to that church with immediate effect. Amelia stopped in front of Diego's Manor, she stepped out of it, smoothing out her dress before she walked to the large gate.
"Hi miss Amelia, what brings you here?" The gatekeeper who opened the gate for her, welcomed her as she stepped in. As he saw her in a wedding gown, he couldn't help but feel nervous but he didn't say anything nevertheless.
"Is Diego around and how do you not know today is our supposed wedding?" Amelia said as she rolled her eyes sarcastically, making her way to the entrance of the house.
"You really shouldn't go in miss, Sir Diego isn't in" the gate keeper said, Amelia turned swiftly as she stared at him. She saw his eyes twitching nervously, she knew he was lying but why exactly?
She shrugged as she pushed open the door, everywhere was surprisingly quiet but as she made her way deeper into the room the sound of moans filled her ears.
Mrs Santiago looked at the church as she ran her fingers through her hair. She had spent a lot of money just for this wedding to be perfect then the groom decided not to show up.
"What do we do hunny? I managed to calm Amelia down but it's not going too good as you know how she gets when something doesn't go her way" Mrs Santiago said as she rubbed her husband's hand, he looked almost unbothered by the whole situation.
"Look Anna, whether he shows up or not I don't care. I told that ungrateful wrench not to get married to that man but she refused and he ditches her on the supposed wedding day. Do you expect me to kill myself?" Mr Santiago said as he took a sip of his coffee casually. Ever since they had Amelia, it has always been like this.
Him being so unbothered about things concerning her and choosing what direction her life goes in. But Amelia was strong headed and always challenged him, that was why he always got worked up when they talked.
"How could you say that Mark? She's our only daughter for crying out loud, why do you hate her so much" Mrs Santiago said bitterly, but the fierce gaze on Mr Santiago's face made her take a step back.
"I've told you time without number that the wrench isn't my daughter and she never will be," Mr Santiago said as he wrapped his hands around his wife's neck , almost choking her.
"Call off this bullshit and let's go home" he said and Mrs Santiago knew when to stop pushing things.
Amelia stared at the two people in front of her with shock visible on her face. Her best friend Viola could be seen bouncing on her fiance's dick.
"This is the reason why she didn't show up to the church" Amelia thought as she ran her fingers through her hair. She immediately grabbed her phone as she dialed Diego's line.
Diego looked at his phone with a look of disgust, Viola looked at him with a knowing smile.
"That bitch doesn't know when to give up, does she?" She said as she grabbed her boobs squeezing them with pure pleasure.
"I can't believe I almost married her. Tchh" Diego said but he never picked up the phone. Amelia hung up, clenching the phone in her hand as she took in deep breaths.
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