I rolled over to the left side of the bed as the rays of morning sunshine fired through the window, but it was completely cold and empty, notifying me of the lack of my lovely girl's presence. I groaned unhappily as I buried my face into her pillow, taking in a deep breath of her comforting scent of warm spices and tart fruits to ease my nerves. My mother insisted on making Jane and I sleep separately the night before the wedding for some sort of wedding tradition and ended up whisking my girl away to my parent's house last night before I could even protest. To make it worse, she also wasn't allowing me to see Jane at all today until Jane walked down the aisle because apparently, it is "bad luck" to see the bride before the wedding. I sighed at the memory of her words, knowing that I wouldn't be able to see Jane until noon. I just wanted to spend all day with Jane. I didn't see why we had to follow such absurd rules. They were just superstitions after all. In the midst of my mela
My heart pounded in my chest. It felt like each beat was booming in my ears. My hands were aching, and it felt like it was absurdly hot in the chapel, even though I knew that it was pouring outside with meters and meters of snow. I had never felt so nervous in my life before. It was completely unlike me to feel nervous, but it was a good kind of nervousness. The kind that also felt so exciting that I simply couldn't wait for it anymore... The kinds of emotions that were only ever brought out of me by Jane...Probably noticing my restlessness, the priest gave me a warm smile and reassured me, "She loves you. I can tell by how she talks about you... It's the same way you talk about her... Like she's your whole world... She sees you in the same way, so please rest assured, my child." I nodded, releasing my breath shakily as I looked around the room. The interior of the chapel was touched up like how I promised Jane. My contractor fixed up and repainted all the benches, neatly lining e
"A-Achilles, n-not t-there... P-people are g-going to see..." I panted heavily as he continued his assault on the sweet spot right above my neckline along my jaw. But he paid no mind as he continued to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses up along my neck until he finally captured my lips. We had just gotten in the car taking us from the ceremony to the reception site. I knew that Achilles had gotten a bit restless with how many pictures his friends and family wanted to take at the chapel. He was quite happy with taking the first few photos with me and then with Liam in the frame too, but he started getting a bit fidgety when his mother started making him pose for different pictures with his family and friends. I just didn't realize how antsy he felt until now, now that we were finally alone. His hand slid smoothly under the edge of my dress, slowly hiking it up my leg as he continued to distract me with his kisses. It was almost as if he was trying to devour me. By the time he pulled
Each shakey breath... Every tightening of his arms around my neck... To every last whimper... It tore my heart to see my boy in such a state. Although he had ever told me what his life was like before I met him, I had figured that he most likely didn't have a very good history with his biological family. But I never thought that it would be this bad. How could a mother ever treat their own flesh and blood like that? Pushing him around so roughly... Crushing his confidence so into rubble with such malicious words... Instilling such fear into his little body that he couldn't even move in her presence...I remembered how his clothes were in tatters and how gaunt his face looked when I had first caught him rummaging through my house. His skin was so pale and sunken in that he looked as if he could have collapsed at any moment. Based on the state of his condition, he must've spent at least a few months living on the streets by himself before I found him, meaning that he was probably onl
I pursued my lips as I finished recounting the night to Achilles. Everything from when I first found Liam talking to his older brother before his biological mother stepped in to how we were hiding out on a private balcony on the upper floor to calm down. Achilles had asked me about what had happened the moment he finished tucking Liam in after we came back from the reception. At first, I didn't want to ruin the mood by telling him, but I knew that I would never be able to hide anything from him, nor did I want to. He had shown me over and over how much he cared for both Liam and me. There was no reason to hide such a thing from him. But at the same time, I didn't know what to say when Achilles fell completely silent at the end of my confession. He was just standing in front of me, completely lost in thought and unmoving. Was he upset that I didn't say anything earlier? Or was it something else? We were still in our wedding tuxedo and dress from the ceremony, standing in the middl
I blinked sleepily as rays of sunshine beamed through the gaps in the curtain.A heavy arm was draped over my bare waist as pair of soft lips slowly traveled down my back, pressing tender kisses between my shoulder blades and down along my spine. It was as if he stamping me with whispers of his love with one soft kiss at a time...I shivered as the tips of his hair brushed against my skin, acutely aware of just how naked we were under the sheets. A husky voice greeted, "Good morning, Jane." "Good morning, Achi," I replied warmly as his arm tightened around my waist, pulling me even closer to him until my back was pressed completely flush to bare chest. He hummed softly in contentment as he buried his face into my messy hair. Taking in a deep breath, he asked softly, "Did you sleep well?" I nodded as I interlaced my fingers with the warm hand splayed across my stomach. "Just a little sore on my lower back and between my legs..." He chuckled softly as he pressed a few more lingerin
I looked out the window in awe as the plane started to descend below the clouds. As it flew toward the center of the city, rows and rows of bright lights illuminated the tall buildings as snow floated beautifully down from the sky. The classic architecture with red-brick roofs and white walls. I squealed when I caught sight of a red flag with a single white cross in the center and exclaimed excitedly, "We're in Switzerland!" Achilles had insisted on keeping our honeymoon destination a secret from me. All he did was usher me onto his private jet and assure me that I would like it. Even Liam knew about it before me, so I had spent the entire plane ride feeling incredibly restless by myself. But now that we were here, I couldn't help feeling blown away by his surprise. He squeezed my hand softly, drawing my attention back to him, and asked, "Do you like it?" I nodded eagerly. "How did you know? I've always wanted to come here!" He chuckled softly and shared a knowing glance with ou
I glanced out the window, noting the relatively dim lighting reflecting off the morning snow. It must've still been quite early in the morning, considering how soundly Jane was still sleeping in the crook of my arm. I carefully leaned over her to grab my phone. The screen lit up with a single flick, revealing all the notifications I had received from my family, company, and security team. From my family, it was mostly just a bunch of jumbled-up messages from my mother with more typos than I could count, asking about how the trip was going. I quickly typed out a few short responses telling her about how well the last few days went, including a couple of pictures from our visit to the main village on the first day and pictures of Liam going down his first ski slope from yesterday. Closing my family's chat, I moved on to my overflowing inbox and skimmed over a couple of the emails. Deeming it to be mostly useless stuff, I opted to skip to Joseph's text messages instead. It seemed like