POPPY:I stared at my phone as if Christy would come out of it. What just happened? I never expected that Christy would turn off the phone that quickly. She never does that. Whatever. As long as she got the message. I will grill her with questions when I am vacant. That settled it then. I was done informing Christy. Now…who would I call next?Sebastian?Ah, right. Reminded that I still haven’t got the exact address, I fished out my phone from my pocket and messaged Mr. Holding. No. It should be my soon-to-be husband. After typing the message, I hit send.While waiting for his reply, I picked out the box and opened it. I sighed softly when I saw the intricate designs of flowers embroidered. I only saw this kind of wedding dress on national television. Thus were the kind of dresses I wanted to have when I had my wedding. How did Sebastian Holding find out I liked this kind of design? That man never failed to amaze me. I looked at the tag and my eyes widened when I read J. Cruz
POPPY:I can't fucking move my legs as my panic continued kicking in. The guests were looking at me with weird looks and they were not helping at all. They looked like evil clowns in front of us holding a bloody knives in an attempt to hurt me. Was it because of anxiety or nervousness? And of all the right timing, why did it have to be now? I usually felt this whenever I was feeling an intense emotion and I could not even control this. "Miss Poppy?" Mr. Willis was already showing his concern. He nudged my elbow, but I won’t budge. “Miss Poppy? Do you want me to inform Bastian that you’re not feeling well?”Mr. Willis’s voice seemed distant. Out of reach. My breath was sharp and fast. Fuck.Inhale, exhale. You can do this, Poppy. You can fucking do this!In front, Sebastian's brows furrowed and the older man who looked like him was also bothered. The singer continued singing and everyone was already looking at me. Confused. This was so embarrassing! Sebastian was regal and compo
POPPY:Sparks exploded between us. Suddenly, there were butterflies in my stomach. More! Now that I was already married for the second time, I realized I missed having to kiss someone else. A man. My body was craving for a kiss. For someone to make love. I moaned as my hands traveled up to the hair of his body and pulled him towards my body.More!As if hungry for him, I opened my mouth and accommodated him. All of him.My hands were dying to hold that something between his legs, but I stopped myself. Maybe later. When we had the privacy we needed. Or else, the preacher might reprimand me for doing something sinful. I bit Sebastian’s lips and nibbled his lips. I felt him stiffen and the kisses stopped. More! I could not get more of him! Then, I found myself angling my head for better access and opened my mouth. Sebastian Holding smiled against our kiss, before pulling away.I caught my breath while my lips parted. My gaze darted at his swollen lips. I suddenly missed the feeli
POPPY:Sebastian Holding had forgotten I had married once with an active sexual drive. So holding someone's dick was no longer an issue for me. This man did not know that one of my topmost needs was sex. And with the alcohol still in my system, advancing towards him was not a problem. "You're hard as a rock, Mr. Holding," I whispered in his ear. "Are you ready for me? Do you want your hand inside my panty?"“You’re drunk. Will you stop this madness?” he asked, gritting his teeth. “Your mouth spat a lot of garbage language.”“Garbage language? No, Sebastian. It only means you don't know anything about me.”My fingers trailed the outline of his jaw and he shivered. He clenched his teeth. "This reaction… means you're capable of desiring someone. Do you also want to fuck? Do you want to have a taste of me, Sebastian?"I ran my other hand through my body starting from the two valleys on my chest down to my flat stomach that bore evidence that I had given birth by the stretch marks in m
POPPY:What are you doing, Poppy? Leave them alone! You have nothing with their fight, my mind screamed. They are settling their differences and their relationship. Leave!The mind was willing, but my body did not want to move away from them."What are you trying to prove?" the other part of my mind asked. Nothing. I…I just don't know what I am doing right now. But I cannot leave them alone. I did not want to leave them. My stubborn feet won't retreat and instead, I moved away from my hiding place and sauntered towards Sebastian's side, and snaked my arms around his waist. Olivia Green's eyes were trained on Sebastian's waist. Her beauty was ethereal. Out of this world. I was almost tempted to get her autograph but stopped myself. I was still a fan of her art, but not of her real self. "Move your hand away!" she hissed as if she had the right. "Sebastian is mine. I met him first," she muttered possessively. I smirked and sniffed Sebastian's pajamas. Then, I looked back at her.
POPPY:When we reached our room, Sebastian automatically fell asleep. I was about to follow after I settled when he suddenly snored loudly. And when I meant loudly, it was the loudest. My sleepiness was gone instantly. My eyes widened. What the fuck? How would I sleep like this?"Sebastian," I called him. I glanced at the clock. It was already twelve o'clock in the evening!"Hey! Sebastian! Did talking to Olivia drain all your energy away?"I crawled towards his side. There was a pillow between us. It was a bolster. Courtesy of Sebastian Holding. He was the one to put it right between us, scared that I might do something to him which I did not have any plans for.Did he think I would touch him after talking to Olivia Green? No freaking way. I haven't moved on from seeing her crying face. I turned to my right and faced him. His sharp nose was to die for. And his face was angelic when he was asleep. But if he was awake and he opened his deep-set eyes, he looked like a devil incar
POPPY:I laughed nervously because that's the only thing I can do for now. Laugh. I was already prepared for Arnold would question me about having a baby. Still…when it was already thrown like this, my tongue retreated. And damn. He was expecting my response.Sweat formed on my forehead, even if I only showered. They might be expecting that something already happened between their virgin son and me.Even a kiss from him was difficult to get. "Child?""Ahm…"All eyes suddenly were on me. Even Mr. Willis looked at me with pure excitement in his eyes. They wanted a child, but they did not know Sebastian and I were not prepared for that. How will I tell them the truth, without disappointing them?Sebastian! Help me!Sensing that Sebastian Holding had no plans of helping me, I kicked his leg under the table. He stopped eating his food and looked at me darkly.Still, he wouldn't open his mouth to help me."Dad. You're putting pressure on us. Making a child is not that easy. We need to b
POPPY:A happy marriage? Wyatt did not understand what he was saying. If he only knew how my marriage would become miserable, he would never say that there would be a high chance of falling in love."What if there isn't? What if happy endings are for people who did good things in their past life, Wyatt?"I've been craving it. The happy ending, I mean because who would want to introduce different men to their daughter? Definitely not me."I believe happiness is for all of us, Miss Poppy. You just have to believe."I was already tired from dealing with men who did not have enough balls, in the first place.Believing what? I wanted to ask but stopped myself. I wished I was as pure as Wyatt's view of the world. Unlike mine. "You're hoping for a lot. You can drop that wish since it won't be happening. This contract will only last for a year and after that, Sebastian and I will go our separate ways.""I'm hoping for the best," Wyatt commented. "I believe you two are a match."Maybe a matc