One Night Stands & Betrothals
Ok I am new to this whole . I have been reading stories for years on here but never once put one of mine on. Reviews are truly welcomed bad and good I like to hear what others think. Also a beta would be great if anyone wishes I continue this story. It is very graphic verbally and maybe I'll try my hand at some lemons as it is now called.
I wanted to try something Emmett/Rosalie don't worry everyone else will make appearances and canon couples will eventually happen
-Octoberangyl
Chapter 1
The morning after:
As I rolled over in the bed I felt something brush my hip. With a frown I opened my eyes to be met with the blinding light of the sun. I cringed at the pain the light shot through my head and when I ducked my head down I met a very warm, very smooth, very toned chest. My head was back up in an instant when an audible groan could be heard from the chest beneath my fragile head.
My blue eyes widened while my brain screamed in pain at the offending amount of light passing though them. This was not my hotel suite, this was not fiancé… No more thoughts could flow through my mind as blue eyes met gray ones.
As I had done his eyes slammed shut from the light but reopened to reveal as much shock as I was feeling at this very moment.
"YOU!" was simply shouted from both of our mouths before we simultaneously slammed our hands to our ears in pain.
3 Months Later:
"Now darling I think that you should wear white, eggshell is going to send out the wrong message" my mother was always going on and on about my decision to wear the off white gown as opposed to the stark white one, but as I'd told her many times I was not in any state to be wearing white.
"Mom, I don't know how many times I have to keep reminding you that eggshell does not send out a bad message, I'm not a virgin, Royce is not a virgin, I don't think anyone really cares" it was true, I had lost my virginity to Royce when I was 16. He was the older guy, Mr. Popular and our parents were business associates. Our marriage was not by choice, yes he adored me for all the materialistic reasons and I put up with him because it was how I was raised to be, but I really didn't care for him.
"Yes darling but the world doesn't know that and there is no reason they should" she smiled once more pushing me towards the white gown.
"I prefer the eggshell one" it was a quiet voice but my mother heard it and turned to scowl at my maid of honor and best friend Bella Swan.
"It's the fashion now a day's m'am. White is so cheap while off white is totally the fashion all over Paris and Milan" our wedding planner Alice chimed entering the room with a large binder.
"Oh really dear" my mother seemed excited now, as if suddenly the white dress was a piece of garbage she shooed the attendant away with it and now pushed me towards the one I preferred.
My mother's cell phone broke her chirping about how right Alice was and within moments she was shouting at my father about something and out of the room.
"Thank you Alice" I smiled as the petite girl winked before sitting beside Bella.
"All your mother needed to hear was Paris and Milan and she was sold" Alice grinned before handing a small list to Bella.
Most days I had given in to my fate, knowing no matter what I did, said or even begged for, this marriage was full steam ahead. Why did I feel like this today? Well my mother figured I should visit Royce in the office, steal him away for lunch and so like the good daughter I did just that to find him and his secretary Victoria playing dogs. Yes I walked in on something my eyes were really not prepared for. If I loved Royce I imagine my response would have been to scream at him and kick the tramp bottomless out into the office hallway for all to know her shame, but instead I merely rolled my eyes and closed the door quietly. Why confront him with this and add to my humiliation?
There was not a girl in that office he hadn't fucked and I was disgusted. Everyone knew about his rendezvous but no one seemed to care that I would have to marry a whore, essentially. My one agreement with Royce was that after I gave him a child he would no longer touch me, on top of that he had to have STD tests regularly, if I had things my way I would have his sperm taken and put in me by any means other than the traditional to keep from the honeymoon from hell I knew I would witness.
"Hey Rose!" Jasper snapped his fingers in front of my face again.
I snapped to and gave my cousin an apologetic look, he had been discussing his new car a topic I normally loved to pay attention too but alas my brain was shot and poisoned by the image of Victoria and Royce on his desk.
"Sorry, I just am still livid about this morning"
"No problem, but I was trying to tell you that your wedding planner just called and said you needed to meet her at the licensing office" he finished setting my cell phone back in front of me.
"Oh gosh, I didn't even hear it go off. Can we talk later, I don't want to keep Alice waiting" I asked quickly standing, I had lost my appetite.
"Yeah no problem, have fun" he smiled sympathetically. Aside from Bella, Jasper was the only other person who knew why I was so against this wedding, they knew that although at one time I had desired this with Royce that now I despised the idea. In school I had been naïve enough to think Royce was Prince Charming, while the forced courtship by our parents had caused me to see the error of my ways. Jasper despised him and Royce felt much the same but he didn't care I knew the moment we returned from our honeymoon he would have mistresses left and right, that is if he didn't manage to find one while on our honeymoon cruise through the Mediterranean.