You are the most beautiful bride, darling." I heard Diana's voice say from behind me as I stared at myself in the mirror. She was right, I really did look beautiful. My hair updo was perfect and my dress and Alex really did know me best (she had been the one to pick out my dress). My makeup was light and exquisite. I was indeed the most beautiful bride. If only this was real..."You will do great, love, it's perfectly normal to be nervous." She said as she put on a white diamond necklace around my neck. 'Thank you for your confidence, Diana." I inclined my head. "I'm honored.""You deserve it, Sweety!" Taking my hand, she gave it a gentle pat and started to pull me up from the chair."Let's go! This is your big day."My big day?Blinking, I stared past her, into the morning sun.She was right, it was indeed my big day to everyone else. The morning of my wedding day. "I can't wait to see the look on Aziel's face when he sees you." Alex squealed. She was in a light blue dress, she
"Groom, will you have Hera Garcia to be your wife, to live with her, respect her, and love her as God intends with the promise of faithfulness, tenderness, and helpfulness, as long as you both shall live?"The words echoed in the church, sounding louder in my ears than the ringing of the church bells. Aziel’s head turned towards me, fierce green eyes staring deeply into my brown ones. I stared back just as fiercely, squeezing his hand so tight I almost snapped his fingers. Was he going to break the silence?He better not think of bailing on me. Turning away from the crowd to look at the priest standing behind us, Aziel nodded once. “Yes.” A wave of relief suddenly washed through me. “Bride, will you have Aziel Walker to be your husband, to live with him, respect him, and love him as God intends with the promise of faithfulness, tenderness, and helpfulness, as long as you both shall live?” I glanced up at Aziel, nervously nibbling on the inside of my lower lip. Squeezing his hand
I gazed up at the towering figure of Aziel Walker when we entered our hotel room. There was only one bed, I noticed. My heart started to beat faster at the thought of what could happen between him and me. I mean it was his wedding night, and it was only normal for him to want sex? It didn’t help that he had this sultry look in his eyes as he stared down at me. I swallowed hard and took a step back, further into the room. He took one forward, his eyes never leaving me and my heartbeat skyrocketed. What is happening? Is he really expecting to spend the night with me? But…but I’m pregnant! With another man’s child not to talk of the fact that we had an agreement! He promised he wouldn’t touch me!I was in panic ‘cause I really didn’t know what I would do if Aziel had insisted on wanting sex. I didn’t think I would be able to say no to him, not because I wanted it too but because I would be too scared to speak. I would be too scared to tell him no and would think it would be selfish of
I couldn't sleep. I'd been tossing around the bed for hours and it was until around 2 am that I decided to get off the bed. I threw the covers off my leg and got down the bed. Padding across the room quietly, I opened the door and went to the living room. There was only one reason why I couldn't sleep and that the fact that Aziel was sleeping on the small couch--that looked really uncomfortable—when the bed was big enough for four people. Also the fact that he paid for the place and wasn't getting to sleep comfortably made me feel really bad. I don't know what I'd been expecting to see in the living room, but it certainly wasn't Aziel sitting back on the couch with his laptop on his laps as he typed away. What the...he was working at 2 frigging am just as few hours after us wedding? Is that all this man thinks of? Work? Doesn't he ever get tired or want to try something else. I stood in the doorway for lord knows how many minutes, watching him and I didn't leave until Aziel noti
"Just what in the world are you thinking about, Red?" There was a knowing look on his face and that did nothing but make me turn redder. My eyes were glued to my shoes, I was too embarrassed to look up at him not to talk of the fact that I feared that he would be able to tell what I was thinking just by looking at me. "I-it's not w-what you think." My voice trembled badly. "I wasn't thinking about anything." I added and somehow my voice came out bolder than I felt. Aziel didn't stop his scrutiny of me and I didn't need to look at his face before knowing that he was skeptical about what I'd just said. Mmm "I don't think that was nothing, Red." He started. "Because right now you're living up to your name." I muttered a curse under my breath wishing the ground would just open and swallow me whole. I looked behind me to see if there was a chance for me to run for the room door and lock it behind me, never to open it again. But then I realized that there was no chance for that to hap
“When and where was the proposal?” I read out the first question on the paper just minutes after the lawyer left. I glanced up at Aziel, to know if he had paid attention to me and if he was also thinking about the answer to the question. “How do we answer that?” I asked Aziel. “Because if I were to answer this honestly, I’d say you never proposed to me. You only gave me a ring on our way to your parent's house and asked me to put it on to see if it fits. And I bet that answer would be the easiest way for the application to get disapproved.” “Then we have to come up with something else. If you’re hoping to answer the questions truthfully then you wouldn’t get what you want.” He said without looking at me. “Hmm, do you have any suggestions?” I asked while trying to think of the most believable way Aziel could have proposed to me. “No. But we could say I proposed to you after finding out that you were pregnant with our child.” He glanced up from his iPad screen to look at me. “Um, I
I couldn't wait till dawn break. I was so excited about going on a yacht that I couldn't sleep. The excitement I felt was like that of a five-year-old kid on Christmas Eve. Aziel on the other hand was sleeping so peacefully with his arm slung around my waist. I could feel him breathe on my hair. I noticed that we were no longer in the position we had fallen asleep in, we were now much closer. The pillows I had put between us last night to divide the bed were no longer there, they were now behind me which only meant that I had been the one to cross over them and I was sleeping on Aziel's side of the bed. I should have taken his arm off my body, I should have moved back to my side of the bed, I should have but I didn't. I didn't because somehow I liked how close he was to me, I liked the way his arm felt around my body and how his body heat kept me warm in ways that I couldn't explain. I liked the smell of his cologne, aftershave, and a scent unique to him. And so that's why I didn't
I gazed at Aziel over my glass as I sip on my nonalcoholic wine. And I thought he was the most gorgeous person I’d ever seen at that moment. I was quite aware that he was watching me. And for the first time, it didn’t make me feel uncomfortable. I slipped a grape between my lips, smiling coyly as my teeth crush the skin, exploding the juices into my mouth. I then reached for a strawberry and he deliberately snatched it just as my fingertip touched the ripened fruit. He grinned as he took a large bite. I pouted slightly at him and he smiled affectionately and fed me the rest. My eyes smiled back at him.We continued on. Refilling our wine glasses and eating slowly. Just enough to enjoy the taste and savory of the wine. Neither of us spoke a word. Time stood still. It felt like it had just stopped for yd. An eternity to enjoy each other’s company. He watching me. Me being watched. Anyone who saw wouldn’t have a doubt in mind that our marriage wasn’t as it seemed. We looked like we wer