BREAKING NEWS: THE DISINHERITED HEIR CASSIAN SLYTHERIN RESCUES A CONVICTED MURDERESS?!!
A FALLEN TYCOON. A KILLER BRIDE. A WEDDING THAT SHOULDN'T HAPPEN.
Netizens are in an absolute FRENZY after shocking footage surfaced of Cassian Slytherin, the disinherited firstborn of the Slytherin Empire, leaving the courthouse with none other than Isolde Monroe—the woman branded as the "Lily of Death" after her infamous murder trial.
"SOMEONE STOP THIS MADNESS. A KILLER BRIDE?!"
"Cassian Slytherin is officially unhinged. Why would he marry her of all people?!"
"Plot twist: What if she killed for him?!"
"A murderer and a blacklisted heir? This is some high-stakes Romeo & Juliet sh*t.
Enter Seline Monroe—the sister who tried to keep Isolde locked away.
Sources confirm Seline paid a fortune to keep Isolde behind bars.
"I refuse to watch a convicted murderess be paraded as someone's wife. Isolde Monroe is dangerous, and anyone who stands beside her… is either blind, desperate, or worse."
CASSSIAN'S RESPONSE?
"Too late, darling. The lilies are already in bloom."
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WHAT. DOES. THAT. EVEN. MEAN?
LIVE COVERAGE: CASSIAN SLYTHERIN & THE INFAMOUS BRIDE – CHAOS OUTSIDE THE COURTHOUSE!
LIVE LOCATION: Outside High Court, where billionaire heir Cassian Slytherin just walked out… WITH HIS NEW WIFE!
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REPORTER: "We are witnessing absolute madness outside the courthouse! Ladies and gentlemen, the disinherited heir, Cassian Slytherin, has just made the most shocking move of the year—MARRYING a convicted murderess, ISOLDE MONROE!"
@GossipQueen: "THIS CAN'T BE REAL WTF "
@JusticeForTheVictims: "DISGUSTING. SHE'S A MURDERER. WHY IS SHE WALKING FREE?!
ISOLDE MAKES HER MOVE…
Just when Cassian seems ready to pull her into the limo, Isolde takes a step forward.
SILENCE FALLS. The crowd stills. Even the most aggressive reporters stop.
And then—she raises her left hand.
THE DIAMOND FLASHES UNDER THE LIGHTS.
CAMERAS CLICK.
ISOLDE MONROE SPEAKS – HER FIRST WORDS AS A SLYTHERIN:
"I just want to take this moment to thank the media."
GASPS.
"You've done us such a favor, really. Making sure the entire world sees this special moment."
ISOLDE PLACES HERS IN HIS – MAKING SURE THE RING GLIMMERS.
"It's heartbreaking that my family… and my husband's family… couldn't be here today. But at least, thanks to you all, they'll see it in the news."
A SMILE. A SINGLE WINK. A BLOWN KISS TO THE CAMERAS.
#CassianAndIsoldeWedding – 2.8M tweets
#SlytherinScandal – 1.5M tweet
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TIRES SCREECH AS THE BLACKED-OUT LIMO TAKES OFF.
THE INTERNET HAS OFFICIALLY LOST ITS MIND.
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The sleek black limousine glided through the city, its windows tinted against the flashing lights of the persistent paparazzi. Inside, a tense silence hung between the newlyweds.
Cassian leaned back, one arm draped lazily over the seat, but his sapphire-blue eyes burned with sharp curiosity.
Isolde could scream.
To think this beautifully infuriating man was now her husband—in every legal sense of the word. Mind-blowing. A scandal. A slap to her sister's face. And, frankly, a little exhilarating.
She was married.
Her slim fingers reached out, grazing his sharp jawline, tilting his face toward hers. "I thought we should give those starving journalists a bone," she mused, her voice laced with amusement. "It felt cruel to leave them empty-handed after such a… grand spectacle."
Her head cocked slightly, lips curving in mischief. "Don't you think… darling?"
Cassian arched a single, perfect brow at her.
A shake of his head. A scoff. And then, with a quiet sort of amusement, he pulled his chin away from her fingers.
"It was. You're better than I imagined, Isolde."
Her wide smile was instant. She leaned back against the plush leather seat, basking in her small victory.
And then—her phone buzzed.
The screen lit up.
Her smirk widened.
She turned, eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Darling, can you guess who just called?"
Cassian exhaled sharply, throwing her a puzzled glance. "How the hell would I know?" He tugged at his tie, as if the entire night had begun to suffocate him.
Isolde sighed dramatically. "And here I thought you were a genius, Mr. Slytherin."
She turned the phone around.
CALLER ID: SELINE MONROE.
Cassian went still.
Isolde grinned like the devil. "My dear sister. I do believe she's seething."
The limo sped into the night.
**
Isolde leaned back against the plush limo seat, crossing one leg over the other as she placed the call on speaker. The second her sister's voice crackled through the line, she smirked.
"Did you call to congratulate me? How good of you, dear sis. Isn't it a happy day for us all?"
A sharp scoff rang out. "Tsk. What a world of happy. Don't sit there and feed me nonsense. That marriage is a sham, and it's only a matter of time before you're back where you belong!"
Cassian, who had been busy loosening his tie, stilled at that. His eyes flickered toward Isolde, but she was unfazed, running a lazy finger over the massive diamond on her ring finger.
"Aish. Says the soothsayer who claims to see tomorrow," Isolde mused, twirling a lock of her hair, "but it might please you to know that my husband and I are quite… amicable. More so than some."
Seline's laugh was sharp, mocking. "Oh yes, both of you are just adorable, aren't you? You and that so-called heir of Slytherin—who's no better than a pauper!"
Cassian's eyes darkened at that.
Isolde's smirk only widened. She turned to Cassian, eyes sparkling. "Darling, my sister says you're a pauper. Do tell me, how does it feel to be publicly disowned and robbed of your wealth? Tragic, isn't it?"
Cassian finally spoke, his voice low and smooth. "Heartbreaking." He reached for the champagne bottle chilling in the limo's minibar and popped it open with effortless ease.
Isolde hummed. "Oh, how dreadful. I suppose I'll have to suffer in luxury. Isn't that right, husband?"
Cassian smirked, handing her a glass. "Truly unbearable, wife."
Seline's voice dripped with venom "Cassian and I go way back, Isolde. Enjoy the
...leftovers."