Free Mesmerizing His Bride (Magical Mesmerism Book 3) by Nadia Nightside

Author's Note: All Characters Depicted Herein Are 18 Years Of Age Or Older.
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Mesmerizing His Bride
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    “Y ou’re what?”
    “I feel...trapped. Helpless,” said Paige. “The marriage is in what, two weeks? I feel like I can’t get away.”
    Paige watched the beautiful blond Daniela sip at her soda through the long neon-colored twisty straw that the Corner Diner was famous for. Her plush lips couched the plastic tube perfectly. As they sat on the neon orange pleather seats, young twenty year-old Paige, dark-haired and quite beautiful herself, considered her friend.
    Would Daniela offer good advice? She loved Daniela—she was fun at parties, was a fierce protector of her friends, and had just the best fashion sense, always in designer clothes and cool, hip jewelry. They had gone to high school together, both graduating at the top of their class a year and a half ago, and each had decided to take a couple of years off and just enjoy life before stressing about education or some dumb career.
    For Paige, taking a year off had caused some dissent within her family, but eventually they accepted the decision. They accepted it more once she accepted the marriage proposal of Charles Race, first son of one of the wealthiest families in town.
    For Daniela, it had been easy. Daniela’s whole family was just filthy rich, the richest in the state, and Daniela was not shy about sharing that fact or sharing her wealth with the people she had decided to care about. But she could be...wrathful, at times, and Paige was always trying to avoid stepping into the direction of that part of her.
    “I mean, it’s marriage, Paige. Not getting away is sort of the point.”
    “I know that, it’s just...”
    Paige didn’t know how much information to trust Daniela with. In the past, Daniela had come to Paige with juicy gossip about their other friends—Lydia had a pregnancy taken care of when they were all in high school still, or Jamie was dating the guy from across town with two daughters, and so on.
    Part of Daniela’s penchant for flair and snobbery had to have come from the fact that she was so gorgeous, and flaunted it at every opportunity. Today, for instance, she wore a gorgeous plain light blue silk blouse, unbuttoned just enough to show off her big, plump tits that were as voluptuous and perfectly shaped as the rest of her. Her tiny gray pencil blue skirt only further accentuated her hourglass frame, which was entirely highlighted by her thick, golden-spun hair that draped all the way down her back in luxurious waves and curls.
    Most women were intimidated by Daniela’s beauty. Paige, although intimidated by Daniela more often than not, had no reason to feel unequal in that department. That was probably why she had ended up chosen as one of Daniela’s confidants—the beautiful blonde was distrustful of plain and ugly people, always believing them to be too jealous of her to tell the truth. Often, she was right.
    Paige was a tall bronzed beauty with long, elegant limbs and an inheritance of Brazilian and Eastern European bone structure that landed her with a uniquely gorgeous face and tight, sexy curves. Her breasts, beautiful 36 D cups, were looked on with enormous envy by most women and with unrestrained lust by most men. And so, Paige was not intimidated by Daniela’s beauty because Paige knew, very obviously, that the two of them were on their own level, largely above everyone else.
    And though she would never admit it (unlike Daniela), she rather enjoyed being at that higher level and the privileges it granted her. Marrying a rich husband like Charles Banks, her fiance, was just one of the many privileges of being a gorgeous young woman. She tried to be humble, though, she really did.
    Paige was still trying to put her thoughts together for an answer. Around her, the crowd in the diner bustled, and she noticed men stealing glances at her.
    “I’m sorry, dear, hold on just one moment.” She