“.... I promise to love and cherish you for as long as we live and beyond. I will respect you and always remember that you are my partner before anyone else. I will put you and our family first in my decisions. You are mine in totality just as I am yours. Together we shall grow in loyalty, in abundance, in comradeship, in support and eternal love. I will forever be by your side in everything that comes our way on this journey of life….”“I, Maxwell Rohan, take you, Reyona Beatrice Dexter, as my lawfully wedded wife today in the presence of God and man, with the promise to cherish our vow until I breathe my last.”“I, Reyona Beatrice Dexter, take you, Maxwell Rohan, as my lawfully wedded husband today in the presence of God and man, with the promise to cherish our vow until the day I die.”As her sister and her husband completed the vows they had worked on themselves and slid the rings on each other's fingers, Toria tried hard to keep her tears at bay as the minister said, “You may kiss
Dear Reader, Thank you so much for following this journey from the beginning to this point. I appreciate your comments, votes, review and continuous reading. You are my real MVP. Reyona's story has come to an end here as she went on to live happily ever after while navigating the beauty and trials of life with the love of her life. But then Toria's story is just about to begin. What do you say to navigating Toria's new journey as she confronts her rollercoaster feelings for Andreas while dealing with the powerful Kanellis family and forces determined to keep them apart? Would you like to see if a headstrong, free-spirited lady like Toria can fit into the imperious and honourable family while she fights her demons? Let me know your thoughts in the comment section. Thank you for being here. Do check out my other books. I am Kabirat Aleem.
Thomas Lanoth couldn't believe his ears as he stood in front of Kayooma International Airport. Nothing could have prepared him for what happened within an hour after they arrived at the airport. He had believed that today would probably be the last day in a long time that he would see the shores of Kayooma.Of course, he intended to be back; this was after all the land of his birth, but that would have been in the not-so-soon future. After everything had died down,. After everybody had moved on,. Well, after she had moved on,.The wrench thrown in his plan infuriated him as he stood there, looking at the waning light in the sky. It would be dark soon, and he would still be on the soil of the land he had known for years instead of Luxembourg, the country that he and his partner had checkmarked on the map and had started making preparations for. It had been painstaking, and it had taken more than he expected.They started their plans about a year ago, when he realised that he had been a
Reyona disconnected the call and looked out of the window of her office. The picturesque view outside the building didn't penetrate her consciousness at all. No, she was unable to enjoy the view as always, nor could the faraway sound of the traffic mingled with the voices of her employees thrill her the way it normally did. Not when her heart was filled with so much betrayal that she had no idea how she could stand it. Not when her mind's eye was focused on the laughing picture of the man who had promised to love her for better or worse. Not when she could still see herself as the blushing bride who had been so happy to marry the love of her life, the man she intended to make a life with. The man she vowed to raise a beautiful family with. The man who promised to always be there for her. She could see the girl she had been then—one who thought she was mature. One who thought that all would be well with her world now that she was married to the man who cherishes her above all othe
Thomas was going crazy. He was sure that he would be carted to the loony house soon, as he turned over the house in his search for it. He thought he kept it on the coffee table, but he couldn't find it yet. She was not back yet. So, where could it be? Had he merely thought of it but forgotten it in his haste to join his partner? He searched some more. The couch? Nope, could he have placed it on the TV? Not there. Did he stick it on the stick-it board in the kitchen? That was ridiculous, he thought after running back to the living room when he couldn't find it. Thomas sat on the couch and decided to calm down. What good will it be for Reyona to come back home and meet him in a frenzy like this? "I probably took it with me when I was rushing out, or I didn't write it after all; yes, that must be it," Thomas thought as he stood up and went to the bar to get a drink. A scotch. Yes, that would be just the thing.He heard the sound of her car as he was on his way to the bar, though, and
Thomas held her as they moved to the gentle beat of the song. He didn't want to remember that day. No, not now."Are you sure you are fine?" he asked his wife again. Reyona tilted her head back as she looked keenly into the eyes she had come to love so much. The eyes she had believed she would stare into for the rest of her life. "Yes, honey," she said breathily. "I am dancing with you, the love of my life, ain't I?"Thomas nodded. He had no idea what else to do but to nod. He knew he should let it go. He should let her have her moment, but he couldn't shake off the niggling feeling that something was not right. He had to ask her. Reyona saw the look that entered his eyes as they moved without missing a step—the way they have moved for years. They were so perfectly synced, and she thought that he was not so closed off with his expressions after all.She must have been the one who had not noticed. She knew he wanted to ask something, just as she knew what he wanted to ask, so she laid
Thomas looked at his friend like he had just informed him that the apocalypse had already happened. "What do you mean by you have sold it? Both? How is that even possible?" he asked his friend, Lance. The latter beckoned on the waiter to bring beers over to their table. He looked over at Thomas. "The usual?" "I don't care about crappy beer, man. What do you mean by that?" Thomas fired back at the man, who seemed nonchalant about his plight. "Cool your jets, man. I have been up and about since morning, and I am not about to miss out on a cold beer because you suddenly changed your mind. '' He turned to the waiter. "Just give me a chilled Guinness, thank you. '' My friend here would be having none." "You got it," the waiter said before going back to get the order. Lance Pratchet loosened his tie before sitting more relaxed in his chair. Work had been hectic recently, and his ex-wife seemed to think he plucked money out of the air with the way she had been on his neck about alimony.
Lance Pratchet gaped at his friend when the latter looked at him incomprehensibly. He had never known Thomas to be a prankster. The man might be an asshole in Lance's book because of what he had done to his wife of many years, but bros had got to stick together, and that was why he had agreed to help him with the sales of the two properties that Thomas had acquired with the help of the wife he was leaving for his side chick. Lance had never liked the bimbo-looking babe with her voluptuous body and wiles that had hooked his friend for years, but Lance did not really like females these days anyway, not with the way Alexa had frustrated his life throughout their three years of marriage and continued to do so since they finalized their divorce a year ago. She had gotten everything she planned with her friends, and they had accused him of being abusive. Fat, dark bruises had shown up in graphic details in court, and with a long line of witnesses to corroborate her claims, Lance knew t