"He's going to make your day," Livia muttered in my ear.
There were soft murmurs in the room. I glanced at the designer, Scarlett and my to-be-mother-in-law. They looked like old friends. But they weren't. Now they were.
I grabbed my phone, "Hi," She protested, trying to get my phone back. She sent me a sweet smile, "I didn't see it,"
Carlos had sent me a picture of a diamond necklace. He purchased it for me. I was going to wear it on our wedding day.
"You're staring at the screen for a half hour." I shook my head.
My eyes burned painfully with unshed tears but I wasn't going to cry. He was behaving like a perfect husband. And it was quite unbelievable. Was he showing off in front of our families? That could be. I shou
I saw him leaning against his car, waiting too patiently. I glanced back at Livia and Lorraine. I was feeling shy like a little girl. After watching Elisa, I could bet no little girl would be shying like me. I pushed back the worried thoughts. "You're looking gorgeous. Now go," Lorraine's voice drifted from behind to me, " "I can understand it's your first date. But he's your husband, " Livia muttered in my ear. I dug my front teeth on my bottom lips, "We should ask Carlos to pick her up.'' Lorraine smiled brightly. " No," I squealed in a whisper. " We should leave them," I heard the click of their high heels. I was wearing sneakers but no one needed to know this. Carlos was crisp grey t-shirt clung to the shape of his torso, and I couldn’t help but sneak a peek at him. He sauntered towa
I never let feelings get in the way. She proved me wrong every time. Whenever I saw my boy. It just boiled my blood. She kept him away. my brows knitted together recalling when I knew about our son. She was my wife. Yes, I forced her in. I wouldn't regret it ever. I couldn't ignore the Relief that poured through me. She was mine. She loved me too. Finally, I took the time to push my anger away. I missed seeing her with our baby and a lot more things. She turned. Our gaze locked. Her brown eyes are beautiful. I tucked the long locks of her hair behind her ear, "You need rest," I told her. She chewed on her lower lip, "Will you answer me honestly?" She said. I wanted to shoot my brows up. But I nodded my head. I got her medical report. S
We were sitting in a luxurious room, one of his grand hotels. My wedding gown was ivory white, strapless, full A-line. It was a unique piece. I could hardly recognize myself. I blinked at myself and glanced at my children through the mirror. Elisa was hopping on her bare feet while Aidan and Elliot were making a ring of their arms around her. "You should put on your shoes, Elisa. We'll not get cake after the wedding," Elliot said. "I'm eating a lot of cake today," Aidan said, smiling. A glow of happiness spread through me. We were going to start our life together as I always wanted it to as a family. I closed my eyes and breathed slowly and deeply. My veil was simple, cascading down my back, I was having the best hair
Copyright ©2021 Seerat Kaur All Rights Reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. CHAPTER ONE Softly, I smashed my head over her shoulder. I wasn't certain about walking in the club. I should be with my husband, smiling broadly, his hand tugging me tight to his side, a possessive hold on my waist. It was nothing like my imagination. He never plucked a step with me. He never talked to me, he never looked at me. 'I'm just a showp
I let out a sigh and closed my eyes. ' He should divorce me or he should not marry me. Perhaps, we… both are compelled by his parents. I need to find a solution or a way out of this wedding before I get mad. Such an environment isn't good for my health. I'm feeling nothing more than a corpse, I have no feeling left in me staying behind the four walls of his house alone. A zombie must have enjoyed his life more than me.' "He's looking at you. I think he likes you. He's coming." Livia whispered in my ear. I could feel her laugh. I snapped my eyes open. Instead of Livia. I saw his blue eyes looking at me. He sat down on the empty seat next to her. Neglecting him, I reached for my glass. I needed this one. 'Where is Livia? ' I looked around for her. My sight caught m
I threw my head back as ecstasy surged through my body. Our bodies were drenched with sweat. I could smell *** in the air. I could never forget tightness. My fingers dug in the soft flesh of her waist. I was careful with her but it couldn't satisfy my heart's worry about her. Her nails dug in my shoulders, drawing blood. My breaths turned from fast to slow but not normal. Her hot breath was fanning my chest. I zipped up her black dress through the cracks of my eyes. She was looking ravishing in a short black dress. She was an angel in a black dress. I closed my eyes again, feeling her nearness. I would never be so close to anyone. I could bet. My eyes snapped open as I felt something wet over my shoulder. I glanced down at her with worry. Her face was hidden behind the curtain of her dark long hair. I
I stumbled on my feet. I closed my eyes and his attractive features flashed in my mind, "He's so handsome," I whispered in Livia's ear. Livia giggled softly and patted her hand on my back, "Shh!" She clamped her hand over my mouth, "We're at your husband's whereabouts. He'll hear you," She said in a slow voice, almost whispering in my ear. I curled my both arms around her, "You're my sister, my best friend, I love you. I don't care about my husband," I pulled away from her and took a deep breath. It wasn't a lie. I pushed open the door. It creaked. I glanced at her and put my finger over my lips. My body was feeling strange to me. There was a sweet pain in my stomach and I was sore. "He must be sleeping. We shouldn't make noise. And we can't talk about him, he has beautiful blue eyes, handsome face,
My head was pounding. I couldn't forget his blue eyes. It was the first thing that flashed in my mind after waking up. I was scared before closing my eyes that I would forget him. Even I dreamed about him. His words were haunting me, 'Never forget me, Angel.' " I would never," I opened my eyes and pushed the comforter away. It was the weekend. Livia would be home. I pushed myself up. I could smell alcohol, his cologne and *** on me. What would he be doing? He would have forgotten me? I shook my head. 'I need to focus on something else like my husband. Jasper shouldn't marry me if he wasn't already committed. And Lorraine, she's pregnant. I'm sure about it and Jasper is the father of her child. I know what I will do now. I should have done it months ago as Livia has always told me. This marriage is only causing trou