Four Brothers and a Bride

Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Chapter 5

DEMI

"Demi dear?" I look away from the tall, arched window to stare at Mrs. Rollins. She walks elegantly towards me in a flurry of satin. A sparkling diamond necklace glitters on her neck. Next to me, my aunt, Kira and my best friend Anna huddle close.

Mrs. Rollins places her ring studded hand on my left shoulder. "It's okay. This is your home now." I inhale deeply and force a smile. I still can't believe it. Anna has a big smile on her face as she delivers my suitcase to one of the domestic staff. Aunt thanks Mrs. Rollins profusely for standing by me.

Down the hallway, the quads stand with their hands buried in their pockets, their faces bereft of emotion. Their father must still be stewing in his study. Mr. Rollins isn't entirely happy to suddenly welcome a daughter who isn't at the very least an heir to a fortune. For the last one hour while I was waiting with my family, he has been scolding the quads, referring to me as their 'mess'.

I am supposed to pick one of the sons to play my husband for the next twelve months. This is another reason that has me all tensed up.

"Relax dear." Mrs. Rollins steers me toward her sons. "One of my sons has decided to be your husband." I halt in my track.

"Is he the one who married me? You said you knew."

Mrs. Rollins sighed. "No, he isn't the one I suspected to have married you that night. Honestly, I am not entirely sure my guess is correct and my boys won't open up to me. Don't be disheartened dear. Ashley has offered to stand by your side. Collectively, they have promised to treat you with the respect you deserve." Seeing the worry etched on my face, she takes my hands in hers. "You're still free to choose as we originally planned. I just thought I would let you know that one of them is stepping up."

Aunt pulls me aside. "Does it really matter who it was that night? This isn't some kind of love marriage. Since you can't tell the brothers apart, sticking with Ashley or randomly selecting won't make a difference. Chances are you might still end up picking one of the three who didn't wed you. The most important thing is that you have been accepted as the first daughter-in-law of the Rollins family. Don't forget that."

"She's right, Demi." Anna adds. "You're one lucky girl. So many women have played this fake marriage card with the quads and never even got to the front steps of this mansion yet here you are moving into the mansion and cherry-picking what quad you share a room with." She gives me a dirty wink. "Go for it. If the coward who married you won't step up, good riddance, right? Stick with another bro."

I whip my head to stare at the brothers. They are standing next to their mother now. Drawing a breath, I nod in agreement. "You're right. This will all be over in a year anyway. I shouldn't overthink who gets to play my fake hubby."

spirit."

Kira mutters disdainfully. "Rather than thinking of turning this sham marriage into the real deal and making a place for yourself, you're already looking forward

I can reply her, Mrs. Rollins

"Demi, this is Ashley."

to linger. I extend a hand and when he kisses

getting

my face

and while he

it already." Mr. Rollins speaks

distinguish or identify Ashley." I reply with

forward in his high chair. "Why do you need to tell him from the others? Do you plan to sleep with him? Have

Rollins cautions her husband with a stern

the embarrassed hue on my face, he smirks. "Since it's only a marriage on paper, he isn't bound to distinguish himself. You

Demi." Aunt pleads. "Don't

of the grand living rooms on the first floor. Mrs. Rollins takes Aunt and Kira on a tour of the mansion while her husband retires to his study. One of the quads escorts him and I conclude it's the one who is desperate to please their

the Rollins family and to a gorgeous face like that" Anna's eyes wheel to Ashley in a white shirt as he approaches

apologize for disrupting your conversation but I would love to have a word with my new wife. You're welcome to join my mother and the other ladies for a proper lunch. Oliver here will escort you." With a casual wave, a young man hustles forward and

that radiates up my core whenever I lock eyes with the quads. He smells really nice. His posture is everything. I dip my eyes to the fine trim of his beard, then the angles of his jawline. Maybe

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