"When I met my husband, I didn't want to marry him. In fact I detested the very sight of him." Nana plunged into an old tale of her love life when I rejoined them at the pay point. "I wanted a Knight in shiny armor, a real love story like Cinderella and co." My eyes sparked with interest. "He was hot headed and love wasn't one of his fine strengths. But me on the other hand, I was a hopeless romantic. We were two opposites. Guess what I did?" "What?" "I humbled him. When it dawned on me that we were stuck with each other for the rest of our lives, I had to take matters into my own hands." She shifted closer to me and whispered. "I seduced him and brought him to his knees. In just a few days, he was gone, man." Nana giggled like a child and I couldn't help but marvel at how a woman like her could have a man like Don Genovese wrapped around her finger. Once we were done at the Mall, we headed to a custom bridal ballroom owned by a top designer who was so pleased to have us
I couldn't put a name to what I was feeling. The picture of my mother lying over my almost lifeless body years ago, kept replaying in my head as I watched Ugo and her mother. "My family is safe too, right?" Ugo asked, looking at me. "A hundred percent." I replied immediately. "I will slit your throat while you sleep if any harm comes to them." She told me, her voice was shaking, but it delivered the threat regardless and I liked that. "Any wife of mine will be protected and will want for nothing," I said, looking over at Ada Chike, "and so will her family. None of them will be harmed by anyone. Ugo is making the right decision, Mrs. Chike." I added, looking over at my supposed mother-in-law to be. "Ugo, you're sure about this? If no, you can stop it," Ada insisted as she looked at her daughter. "Mama," Ugo called, drawing her mother's attention. "I. am. fine. You have absolutely nothing to be worried about. And I will definitely pay you and Papa a visit. Right?" She asked,
"You're super charged today" Maxine shouted as I emptied the bullets in the 9mm he gave me that morning. Aside from the numerous rooms Hollis showed me, I discovered there were other rooms in the big house, like the shooting range. I did jump excitedly when Maxine proposed a home defense beginner class. "Yeah," I shouted back. "It would be great to find other avenues to burn the extra charges." I replied. "What do you have in mind?" He positioned my hand and pointed it directly to the shooting target placed in front. "Focus, U." I nodded and paused. Welding the pistol with precise strength, I positioned myself and hit the target for the first time that morning. "Now that's more like it." I bit out with a smile. "Why don't we visit Hollis's club tonight. Have a drink or two. Just some harmless night out." I suggested. Maxine chuckled knowingly, shaking his head. "You can't use me to piss your husband to be off. I'll show you, after the wedding. No one's going to let you throug
Some people might see my method as crude and believe it's not how things work. But who cares. As I had anticipated, Ugo didn't appreciate the situation. But I was hopeful that in time she would learn to feel a connection toward me. And the physical and sensual part of the relationship I had once sort with her would begin. 'And what if she doesn't come around?' Well, I hope she would because I believe in the sanctity of marriage, in the vow you make to not only your partner but God, it meant I couldn’t fuck around anymore. And with the willful woman I have to live with, I had a feeling my balls were going to either be permanent blue or it would take a while before I would get any relief. But that's a choice I've decided to make. It is also why I’d gone ahead to let my ex-escort suck my dick last night before the wedding as it might be the last release I would get for a while that wouldn't be done by my own goddamn hands. The possessiveness in Ugo's tone rang in my head. I smi
UGO A reporter rattled on tirelessly as she spoke about everything and almost nothing. Then she started out another line of news, hinting about the marriage of Hollis Genovese, the son of the wealthiest man in Lilycity, who would be getting married today to the love of his life, whom for the purpose of privacy, they couldn't reveal her identity. "Pathetic!" I said as I watched the reporter blabber words. "Would you like me to turn the television off?" Alessia asked as she fixed my hair. Taking a sip of the wine she brought for me earlier, I shook my head before looking into the mirror. "I don't like my hair looking like old Maggie's hair. Isn't there something better you could do to it? In fact, let's leave the hair down. I don't think a pony would do me any good at this point." A knock came on the bedroom door and I turned to Alessia. "I thought the men left for church already?" "Yes, Nero and a few men stayed back to drive us to the cathedral." She replied. "The rest of the
HOLLIS We were called into the church, towards the altar by one of the wardens. "The fuck is taking so long? She only had a dress and shoes to get into." I grumbled, checking my watch with Maxine at my tail. "Patience, mother is here." Maxine whispered. The news could only mean that Ugo had arrived too, since Nana and Mrs. Chike left for the house to help her get ready. I breathed out a sigh of relief. "What about my father-in-law?" "No sign of him yet." Max replied. "Lexington?" I asked, certain that a roll call had been made and Maxine had been told of the people present. "He's present, with his wife." "It will take a lot of work to win my father-in-law over." I murmured. "You can't blame the man, we messed up and he's got pride." Before I could reply, music rang throughout the church and the door opened slowly making my heart rate quicken. A vision in white stood beside my father with a bouquet of navy-blue tinted roses in her hands. "Here we go," Maxine said. "Damn!
We got to the resort at dusk. The staff were lined up in the lobby waiting for us, waiting to see the new Mrs. Genovese. The thought of putting Ugo in charge of my chain of resorts since she's been complaining of being home all day and being lonely, crossed my mind. That might be something I'll discuss with her. After a very warm reception, we retired to our suite. A room with the perfect blend of nature from the furniture designs to the walls and paintings. I heard her let out a deep breath and I smiled, she definitely loved the room. If not, I would have heard it by now. The large king sized bed stared at us and my wife stole a quick glance at me. "Happy married life." She said, surprising me." "Thank you." I warmed up. "And to you too." "Thank you. I'll just....I'll go freshen up." She said pointing to the bathroom. She was almost at the door when she paused. "I'm not with any clothes. We didn't discuss this, so I had no idea..." "There are clothes for you in the wardrobe,
I watched as she melted into her chair, looking relaxed. When I dug my thumbs gently into her arches, her head hung back, and I knew I'd won. This was the pleasure I wanted to see, and with nothing in return for myself. "I'll rub your feet every night until the redness subsides. Understand?" "Okay," she replied with a sigh, shocking me again with no argument. Moving to the second foot, I did the same, and everything was fine until her right foot inched too far and brushed against the hard length in my pants. She tensed, her eyes found mine, and in that moment, I felt like the world’s biggest creep. I wasn’t doing this to get off or turned on. I was doing it because I wanted her to feel good, but even now that sounded predatory in my head. 'Feel good? What the hell is that?' The moment stretched on between us while I held her foot in my hand, waiting for her to erupt from her chair and call me out or leave or slap me because if anyone else touched her the way I’m touching her no