November 4, 2024. Chapter 2 -2. Thank you for waiting. The next update is tomorrow.
Piano music played softly in the background, and as the lights returned, the lyrics began.~ “Uhh-uhh-uhh, ohh-yeah, hmmm A hundred and five is the number that comes to my head” ~Riley was shocked to find dancers surrounding the entire studio. She realized that the audience members were actually dancers!They were dancing to Jason Derulo’s song ‘Marry Me’. The dancers had sparkling eyes as they smiled at Riley. When Riley turned to the female host, the latter winked at her. At that moment, Riley realized that it was a surprise for her!The group of dancers crowded at the center. They sang the song’s lyrics while dancing cheerfully, with vibrant and synchronized movements. When the song hit the second chorus, the dancers split into two groups, revealing a tall, elegant-looking man behind them. ~ “I’ll say, will you marry me? I swear that I will mean it I’ll say, will you marry me?” ~Riley’s eyes rounded when she saw it was her husband! Finally, Riley realized her husband was about
While Adrian was processing their hotel check-in, Riley was very touchy. She kept kissing his cheek, secretly grabbing his ass when no one was looking, and she would purposely press her breast against his arm or back. “Hurry up, please.” Adrian tried to be as calm as possible, but his patience could only hold on for so long. The second the key card was given to him, Adrian snatched it from the front desk’s hand. Then, he rushed his wife to the lift, where they shared a heated kiss. “Mmmm.” Riley hummed into Adrian’s mouth as they made out. Of course, she only dared to be so bold because no one was in the elevator with them. The couple switched from side to side, making out like they had not kissed in ages. By the time the lift stopped at the twenty-fifth floor, Adrian carried his wife over his shoulders. Fortunately, Riley was in her favorite white business attire, so Adrian was not worried about flashing his wife’s long and sexy legs. Riley laughed as she was carried through the
Adrian and Riley’s second wedding was held at a garden resort covering more than a hectare of land. The entrance to the event was a three-hundred-square-meter garden maze with a fountain at the center. The maze led to an entranceway beautifully decorated with floral archways. The archways were densely adorned with white, pink, and peach flowers interwoven with green foliage. At the center of the walkway, a musician played on a white grand piano, serving as an elegant focal point and enhancing the venue’s sophisticated atmosphere.The main venue was the Grand Pavilion. Inside were beautifully laid-out round dining tables, each adorned with floral centerpieces. The tables were arranged in curved, concentric patterns that created a flowing, almost river-like path through the space, leading toward a stage. The ceiling was decorated with hanging lights resembling stars, radiating a soft, ambient glow over the entire pavilion. The floor was polished and reflective, enhancing the lighting
“So, who is the next one to marry?” Riley asked the ladies at one table. They were nearing the end of the wedding celebration, having enjoyed two hours of lively entertainment, fun, and games. Adrian was drinking with Kyle at another table with the rest of the Kings, and Gaby was too. So, Riley was with Megan, Brian, Clint, Zia, and the Bradfords. Prince and Trina also sat at the same table with Jake. Samuel Bradford answered, “It’s definitely—” He pointed to everyone at the table before concluding, “My son.”When the group laughed, the former chief justice pointed at Clint, saying, “Son, you’ve had a fair trial, and the verdict is clear: marriage will be your most rewarding case yet!”Clint only chuckled. Everyone did. It made Samuel hiss, “Clinton! You’ve been warned. Love is in the air, and marriage is your fate. Let’s just call it ‘compulsory happiness.’ And you’ll end up making us happy too.” “He gets it,” Carla said to her husband. “Our son will get married if they are ready.
"I thought - I thought!" Zia asked in confusion, her mouth hanging open. Everyone was laughing their hearts out, and their eyes gleamed in delight. Clint walked to her side and explained, "We are sorry, Sweet Lips. This was Grandma's idea.""So, Grandma isn't -" Zia asked, her brows meeting. "Oh, I already have mild cognitive decline, Dear," Grandma Brena slowly said. "But I'm still in stage two. For now, I tend to misplace things and easily forget names - wait. What's your name again?"Zia's mouth fell agape again. She looked at Clint, unsure what to say until Grandma said, "Gotcha! Haha! Works all the time!"Everyone burst out laughing, and Zia was amused. She shifted to Clint and said, "Wow, your family has a talent for comedy.""But honestly, Dear Zia. I am already in stage two," Grandma Brena admitted. "But it's still manageable. Like I said, I forget a few things.""I'm sorry to hear that," Zia said, shaking. "It's part of getting old." Grandma Brena smiled and caressed Zia's
In the afternoon, Clint gave Zia a grand tour of the plantation. She tasted different kinds of grapes, drank wine, and ate cheese to pair. By the time dinner came, she wasn’t hungry at all. The same could be said with Clint. Thus, they both retired early to rest. It no longer surprised Zia that they were given a single room to share. Zia bathed first, and when Clint took his turn in the bathroom, she took out the photos of Clint. Carla had given her the entire album, and she was surely considering taking them home. When Clint came out of the bathroom, Zia giggled at one particular photo. Her face was red as she showed Clint a toddler photo of him, giving a kiss in the air. “Your lips were pouted so cutely,” Zia remarked. “I love this photo of you.”Clint, fresh out of the shower, shook his head. He boldly dropped his towel on the floor, shocking Zia!His dick was already hard!“Really?” Clint asked. “You love me as a child?”He quickly climbed up the bed, hovering over her, asking,
Two months passed. “Let’s do it together,” Zia said to Riley. Riley nodded and said, “Okay, one, two, three!”Zia and Riley stepped out of their restroom cubicles and showed each other their pregnancy tests. They had promised not to look until they held each other’s HCG test kits. Looking at Zia’s pregnancy kit, Riley’s eyes rounded. She screamed, “Oh, my god! You are pregnant!”“And you are -” Zia paused, and Riley noticed how her friend struggled to speak. Riley glanced at her test kit, and seeing it only had one line, she frowned. Her heart ached a little. “Oh, come on. Sometimes, it takes a while,” Zia said while taking Riley’s hand. “Let’s go back to my office and talk about it.”At Zia’s office, Riley asked, “Why are you not surprised about your pregnancy?”Zia chuckled. She said, “Oh. Napa Valley happened. But let’s not talk about me for a while. Let’s talk about you. How long have you been trying to get pregnant?”“Around five months now,” Riley replied. “You used to have
~ “Tonight I just want to take you higher Throw your hands up in the sky Let’s set this party off right” ~ Previously hidden amongst his groomsmen, Clint emerged from his flock of male friends and cousins to sing and dance to the tune of 24k Magic by Bruno Mars. This was Clint and Zia’s wedding celebration. They did not wait long and wed while Zia was still ten weeks pregnant. Clint and Zia wanted to make things formal before Zia’s belly grew too big. Clint glided down the center aisle of the ballroom with casual, effortless confidence. His steps were smooth and rhythmic, exuding a cool, controlled vibe as he moved to the beat. He and his crew of groomsmen dancers execute sharp, synchronized moves that give the choreography a sense of unity and camaraderie.With every slick move, their smiles were evident. They occasionally winked at the crowd, giving off that suave look. The wedding was held at the Marriot Hotel, and over five hundred guests were invited. Most guests were Clint