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But, in just one day all of his normal life had been taken away from him, due to a chaos caused by his own brother Adam J. Edsburke.
Adam had turned Peter life upside down when he ran off on the day of his wedding to the second son of Abberheath, one of the well-known family in California. He is the prince charming, Sean Abberheath.
Because of his brother selfless attitude, Peter had become Adam's substitute and was married to Sean Abberheath, even though he is a straight man who only loves girls.
Why his brother did ran away on the day of his wedding? What's make Peter agree to become his brother substitute? How did Peter handle this situation? What happen after the wedding? Do Peter and Sean can lead a happy life together as husband and husband as they vow on the altar?
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