Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom

The Dark Age possesses the best technology in the world, while the Half– hearts have witches among them. Thus, it was indeed a tricky case to handle.

However, now that the whole world is against the half–hearts and help is being rendered, the PEACE can finally make bold steps to eradicate them.

...

Doyenne was so furious that her butt was shaking on her seat.

"That brat only just talked about us yesterday! Just yesterday! And today, my hotels, clubhouses, coffee shops, hangout spots, companies! Every f*king means that’s fetching us money and giving us men has been destroyed!!"

"Take it easy. Calm down, will you?" Lady Sabrina said.

"Calm down? You want me to calm down?! Do you know the number of girls I’ve lost, in just a few hours?! I bet you don’t!"

"So what will your worry do? Getting angry won’t do you any good. Think of a way out!"

"What possible way is there? This hideout will be raided once my girls can’t hold the fort anymore, are you aware of that?" she paused and got down from her throne. Pointing at Lady Sabrina, who was standing before the dais, she continued.

"Weren’t you supposed to foresee this calamity and warn me about it?"

"I have no powers to foresee all calamities, Doyenne. All I know is that you won’t die from this and this sisterhood will flourish, so stay calm."

The young lady narrowed her eyes. Seeing that Lady Sabrina didn’t seem to be lying, she relaxed. "So, what you are telling me now is to leave my girls behind and let them get killed while I flee? Is that what you’re saying?"

"To crown a new Doyenne, all that is needed is the former Doyenne and the witches. To save the sisterhood, you have to abandon your girls..."

"No!"

"Yes!... For the future to be bright, they cannot be in it. All of them are known, either by one man or the other. Now that the world is after us, you’ll be putting all our lives at risk if you shelter them. Haven’t you seen the news? All their faces are on the internet. Where do you think they can hide?

"As for you, nobody knows you. You can live among them without getting caught. Once the child is born, you can bring her to the new location."

True, the ladies from the Half-hearts are so loyal that they refused to say a word about their Doyenne before they were executed. So, everyone thought the Doyenne of the Half-heart organization was an old woman, so their focus was on an old woman.

Doyenne thought about the pros and cons of the situation and agreed to what Lady Sabrina suggested. The woman abandoned the members of the organization and watched as thousands of them were executed on TV.

However, what Doyenne and Lady Sabrina didn’t see coming, were the ladies they banished. Diana and her crew.

...

Meanwhile, the one shaking the whole world was seen the next day, dressing up for her baby’s party.

The baby shower party was hosted at Maverick’s mansion for proper security.

"Oh my God, Jeslyn, you look gorgeous!" Lolita’s screeching voice drifted in from the entrance before she did. The beautiful lady wearing a white mermaid dress was rushed into Jeslyn’s room with her hands spread out for a hug.

"You are looking hot yourself." Jeslyn chuckled as she received her best friend’s hug on the neck.

"Eey, you still haven’t told me the gender."

"Shhh! Don’t let Valen hear you," Jeslyn whispered.

"Ahhh! It’s a girl?!!" Lolita screamed.

"You–"

"Where is she?" Valen barged into the room, staring at the women in the room with a frown. "I heard a girl. Who is bringing a girl?"

Lolita touched her nose and beamed, "Jeslyn dear, I forgot to tell Matt something. I’ll be back," She ran away after that.

Jeslyn shook her head and sighed. "Valen, come here."

The child walked to her and she hugged and kissed his face. "You look very handsome, more than your father."

Hearing that, a smile stretched across the little guy’s face. "And you look very pretty," He responded.

"Mum," he broke the hug and looked at her. "Can I... Touch him?" he exchanged glances between his mother and her stomach.

Jeslyn laughed out loud. "Of course! You have every right as your father."

Valen touched her stomach with happiness radiating from him. Thanks to the care, he completely forgot about what he heard at the door.

After the makeover session was done, Valen held his mother’s hand as they made their way to the garden, where the party was held.

As the two got to the stair landing, the mother and son paused to glance around. Few of their family members were still around.

Maverick was wearing a casual, yet cool outfit; a pink shirt with a pair of gray trousers. Accompanied by a black belt and black shoes.

Even though his sleeves were folded and the first few buttons of his shirt were opened, he still couldn’t give the same vibe as when he wears all black.

Jeslyn couldn’t help but chuckle. He looked more lively but she prefers to see him in all black.

Maverick was having a discussion with his friends but when he looked up and saw his wife, he ditched them.

"You look gorgeous," he uttered while walking the stairs.

"I want nothing more than to get out of this dress already," she responded.

"What? You don’t feel comfortable?" He stood in front of her, admiring his wife.

She wasn’t wearing something heavy to begin with. It was a floral pink gown with touches of other colors, styled flare with open cleavage.

Seeing her beautiful cleavage, Maverick’s eyes darkened.

"Indeed, you should take it off," he said.

"You think that too right? I mean, I don’t feel like wearing a long dress today. I don’t want it getting in the way when I go for the desserts." She winked.

"Oh," so that’s her reason? He thought.

"Ah, I have an idea. How about you bring me whatever I need while I sit quietly in a corner?" she beamed like a spoiled brat.

Maverick chuckled. Her behavior reminded him of the time she was acting foolish when she first came into his house.

"I thought you don’t need a man?"

"Ah? When did I say that?" she pinched her nose, masking a smile.

"Last night?" Maverick raised a brow.

She slapped him gently on his arm and laughed out loud. "Hey, don’t lie like that. I said I’m a strong woman."

"The context–"

"You two are so lame... Let me see how you get an opportunity to spend some time with her in the future." Valen snorted and walked away. He was standing right there, looking at them, yet nobody noticed. That father of his is doing too much!

The husband and wife watched the child head down the stairs while holding back laughter.

"Your son is becoming outrageous," Maverick said as he wrapped his hand around her waist.

"When he’s acting like you, he becomes my son." She clicked her tongue.

"Only–"

"Go away. Mom, don’t keep people waiting." Valen, whom nobody knew when he walked back, forced himself between his parents and separated them before his father did anything. He took his mother by the hand and started leading her away but his father interrupted.

"Your mother is pregnant and cannot risk walking the stairs. Carry her if you can."

Valen paused and glared at his Father. What sort of bullying is this? How can he carry her?

"Hahaha!" Jeslyn laughed out loud.

"He’s bullying your son and you’re amused?" The child looked at his mother with grief.

Jeslyn immediately ceased laughing and instantly shook her head. "No, that’s not true. I was laughing because– hey!"

She was swept off her feet. Before she knew it, Maverick was striding down the stairs.

Valen stared at his little hands and sighed, "Dad, you’re just lucky. Give me a few more years." He mumbled before digging his hands into his gray pockets. Just like his father, he was wearing a pink shirt and gray trousers.