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11.1
Valentine’s eye squinted as she watched every person around her. They had just finished eating dinner and she was full. A hand on her tummy proved it that she had eaten too much. The service crew had just taken every empty plate and used utensils, leaving only champagne, glasses and finger foods for some who wanted them.
An hour before, Valentine and William had shared their first dance together in which they didn’t rehearsed. She constantly and purposely stepped on his foot several times. When she did it, she would tilt her head slightly, push up a brow and smirk triumphantly. That was the best moment Valentine had during the reception so far. The rest were not good; for the number of guests invited, the two men constantly flashing their cameras at them, and the noise irritated her.
“I thought we were going to have a wedding with only a few guests?” Through gritted teeth, Valentine asked as she leaned slightly close to his ear.
“I know and I’m sorry
N. F. B. E.That family reunion is... quite unexpected, lol. Spoil alert: Something's going to happen in the next part. ;)
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“What were you doing?” William’s voice landed in her ear and she groaned. “Shh… quiet.” “You’re drunk.” “No, I’m not,” Valentine replied immediately. “You are.” She turned around to face him. Her eye lids were getting heavier and heavier by the second. She pushed her index finger against his lips and smiled goofily. “Kiss me.” “You moved your head earlier because you didn’t want me to kiss you and now, you want to?” She giggled and wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him closer. William bent down, placed his arm to the back of her knees while the other hand on her back. He lifted her up and he walked back to shore. Valentine gave him a tight-lipped smile with her eyes half-closed. “William?” He didn’t respond to her. Instead, he brought the both of them to the hotel. The place where the reception was held became noisier–joyful cheers and disco music boomed. It seemed more like a party than a wedding recep
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Valentine woke up with a dry throat. Instantaneously, her head pounded like hundreds of elephants walking during a parade. Moreover, huge, running elephants. With frustration, she groaned loudly and brought her hand to her head, as if it was the instant cure for the headache to ease within seconds. She sat upright and noticed that she wasn’t in her room William had given her temporarily. Through the tinted glass windows which can only allow people to see from the inside, she saw the beach. As usual, the waves crashed against each other and the water sparkled and shimmered due to the sun’s rays.The strong urge to drink cold water surfaced and as she whipped her head to the left, a glass filled with water and ice cubes stood on the table before her eyes. Longing for moisture within her mouth and throat, she grabbed on the glass and consumed every drop of water. It went to her mouth, down to her throat and satisfyingly, the cold water hit ever wall of her flesh unti
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“It was supposed to gift from me to you during the wedding reception but drama came and I wasn’t able to give it to you.”As she opened the box. It revealed a lace. What was she going to do with a lace? Puzzled, Valentine brought it up and revealed a sexy, lacy, lingerie. It was white and looked expensively stylish. It was a two-piece set–a bra and an underwear. She didn’t want to set her eyes upon it any longer and decided to bring the lingerie back to the box.“What the hell?” she looked at him disapprovingly.“Don’t worry, it was supposed to be for show last night during the reception. These supporters and lingerie-lovers would not expect anything else for the CEO to be lustful.” He laughed as he shook his head sideways in disagreement and continued, “you can use it anytime you want.”“I won’t,” she stated simply and felt her shoulders shiver in utter disgust.
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“V, are you still there?” Missy’s voice seeped out through her phone’s speakers. “Yeah…” Valentine rubbed the temple on her forehead as she answered. How will she calm herself now? Her head still ached and the issue made through the news broke her even more. What was the word her brother used? Berserk? He even brought William in their little family reunion. She disliked William but she wouldn’t see him as a bad influence for her. “M, I’ll go to the restaurant later,” she said, not giving Missy an opportunity to speak as she ended the call after a second. “Seems like your brother disapproves of our marriage. You should go tell him that we were doing this for your father.” His husband suggested as he stood beside her, facing the blank screen of the television. “My brother knows that you bullied me back then; so, he hated you as much as I did. I know him and he’ll wreck your reputation for sure, even if we tell him about it. Just make sure Lucy won’t be
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She was awoken on the exact time she told him to wake her up. As she opened her eyes, they distinguished a man in a casual outfit. He had a maroon button-up shirt with long sleeves rolled down to the arms near his elbows. He paired it with plain white shorts. “It’s your turn to take a bath,” William reminded as he plopped himself on the bed, typing his life away on the laptop. It was already 3 in the afternoon. She had discussed to him that she wanted to go nowhere but the restaurant. Valentine figured that it would be time to tell Missy and Delilah about the agreement she was in, William was unaware about her decision. She made sure he would only think she wanted to go there for a visit. She couldn’t even say that she was on duty since Mary mentioned before William had already sort out three days off for her. Today was her third day. Fortunately for her, the aching, the throbbing, the irritating pounding of her head had wasted itself away while she w
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“There’s something I need to tell you guys,” Valentine started after she managed to stop both Missy and Delilah from squealing. She gripped them on their wrists and pulled them straight back to the kitchen.“Wait! But before that, you need to hear mine first,” Missy chirped.“Yes, V. M had quite a hot night.” Delilah placed the used plates and utensils down to the sink before settling down to sit in front of Valentine.“Really?”The three of them sat on the chairs, while the two were both facing Valentine. She felt her muscles calm down knowing that she was given an opportunity to breathe and tell her little story later. This time, it was best to let Missy speak first. At least, to help her feel confident and talk normally.“Do you remember those photographers last night?” Delilah inquired first.“The photographers?” Valentine’s eyes squinted, her nose even s
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“Don’t be silly, M. D was just doing the right thing. She’s preventing from cheating on Adam. It’s what a girlfriend or a wife is supposed to do. Once you’re in a relationship with someone, you’re stuck to that person for the rest of your life. In a good way. I don’t think Adam is treating her bad.” “I clearly do not know how we ended up becoming friends for years, V. The both of us have different perspectives in life that’s why we often argue,” Missy stated matter-of-factly, bringing Valentine to laugh. “True, I don’t get it too.” The both of them sealed their mouths shut as Delilah entered the kitchen. Only the sound of the plates clink against each other and the faucet conquered the room. “What did I miss?” Delilah inquired, sitting down on her chair. “Nothing, we were waiting for you,” Valentine lied simply. Somehow, she had gotten used to saying lies. They simply slip off her tongue naturally. “Wait, let’s continue once I’m done.”
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“This may sound crazy but the both of you know exactly how I’m obsessed with him. After reading the news that you were engaged to him, V, struck me like a lightning bolt. But the words you said a minute ago… they lit me up. Let me prevent him from falling in love with you. I’ll make him love me instead.”With Missy’s words, she sounded slightly psychotic and crazy. But on the other hand, she was the perfect candidate – a strong barrier between her and William. The way she spoke proved she was sincere. Valentine nodded aggressively, agreeing.“Perfect. M, all you have to do is talk to him but don’t get too close because that might cause serious issues,” Valentine warned. If William’s reputation was slightly ruined by her own brother, what’s more if Missy jumped in abruptly into the picture?“Don’t worry, V.” Missy beamed.“Are you both serious?” Delilah i
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