The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian) novel Chapter 1

I didn't remember getting drunk the night before. It was just one drink. How would one fruity drink make me end up with a hammering headache? I take a deep breath and turn to the right on the soft bed, only to hit something.

No, someone!

All I managed to remember from last night was being at Julian's birthday party. He was my stepsister's fiancé. It was a huge party, and many guests were present. With whom did I end up leaving?

My heart started to beat so fast as no memories of last night made their way to my head. I looked down and saw myself completely naked. Fuck! Who was that stranger I slept with? Quickly, I sat up on the bed and kept my body covered with the sheets. I was drowning in shame. I was never the kind of girl who got drunk and slept with strangers.

The stranger beside me groaned as he stirred a little. I wanted him to turn around. My curiosity was getting the best of me. I needed to see his face. My eyes were fixated on him, unable to move with millions of questions running through my head.

I waited for him to turn around and once he did, I wanted to bury myself alive. My eyes were open wide, and my mouth parted in shock. How the hell did we end up in bed together? Out of everyone at the party, I had to find myself in bed with Julian. This was an absolute nightmare.

I never wanted to betray Fiona. No matter how different we were, I never thought about doing something as horrible as that. My dad was going to kill me and my stepmother would make sure to give me a slow and painful death.

“What the fuck!?” Julian's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. Pure shock was crystal clear on his face. Quite understandable. I was in the same state too. “How the hell did we end up here?” he asked.

“I don't know. I don't know anything. I have just woken up and I can't remember anything from last night,” I replied, rubbing my temples as the headache got stronger the more I spoke.

“I don't even remember talking to you last night!” he hissed.

“Neither do I! Do you think I'm in love with this situation?” I fired back. Julian and I weren’t fond of one another., just like how Fiona wasn’t fond of me.

“We slept together, Emily! Do you realize the mess we are in? I'm about to marry your sister in three months. You've just ruined my life!” I wanted to correct him and tell him that Fiona was never a sister to me. She was merely a stepsister, but it wasn't the time for that. I had other things to care about, like the fact that he was acting like I was the one who lured him into sleeping with me.

“And my life isn't ruined? Do you think I orchestrated this or something? I have a boyfriend I’m in love with and once he finds out about this, he’s going to leave me.” I was baffled and petrified. I didn’t want Chester to leave me, but this was bad, and nothing could make him believe that I was innocent.

“Oh, I wouldn't put it past you,” he sarcastically chuckles, making me frown. What the hell did he mean by that?

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I reached for my clothes that were thrown beside the bed and tried to get dressed under the covers. He might have seen me naked last night, but I didn’t even remember entering that room with him.

For a reason I didn’t know Julian and I had never been fond of each other. I failed to remember the reason behind that growing hatred, but I honestly didn’t care about him. It wasn’t like I had to be all friendly with him. He was just my step-sister’s fiancé and I wasn’t close to her either.

“I seriously don’t have time for this!” He stormed towards the door as he buttoned up his shirt, and I ran after him as I tried to put my shoes on.

“We need to talk about this mess. You can’t just leave!” I snapped at him as he walked out of the room, and I followed him.

My heart sank in my stomach once I stepped into the hall because the last person I wanted to see was standing in front of me.

My boyfriend.

His eyes were wide with shock, and I was sure that my face was paler than it already was.

“What the hell were you doing in Julain’s room, Emily?”

I gulped the moment my eyes landed on Chester. How was I going to explain that situation to him?

“Chester, let me explain,” I muttered, my heart hammering in my chest.