Chapter 123

Nicklaus’s POV:

I walked into my room after the wedding dinner, finally able to remove the fake smile on my face. I had been forcing myself to smile all day for my family and friends, but my face fell back to normal when I walked into the room and closed the door.

My cheeks were hurting so much from smiling. It is now real. I am now Sarah’s husband.

I let out a deep sigh and sat on the couch. I exhaled deeply, with my hand running through my face. I could not believe that Elena was truly out of my life for good and Sarah was now my wife. It feels surreal, like a dream that I had begged myself to wake up from.

I thought about how my life changed in the space of just six months. Everything happened so fast. I got married to two women in six months. Not only two different women but two sisters.

This is so bad. All because I need an heir just to take over from my father’s companies.

I thought about Elena. I thought I loved her enough to stand by her, but I failed her. Now all I have left is nothing more than memories. I had to get married to Sarah for the wrong reasons—to appease my family and secure my spot as the richest man on earth. I couldn't help but wonder if I had made a huge mistake.

My world had crumbled already, and I was beginning to feel sick of the whole drama. Sarah had always been the person who pushed herself close to me, and I kept wondering if I touched her that night to be able to get pregnant because I could not remember a thing.

“I am fucked up,” I cussed under my breath and whispered. I walked around the bedroom, seeking some peace.

After a while, I quietly walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. I stayed in there hoping the steam would clear my head and calm my muscles, but it seemed like it was getting worse.

I got out of the bathroom, feeling now better than I was, and dressed in comfortable cotton pyjamas. I dragged my heavy feet and walked outside to the hallway and halted at the minibar.

I walked inside the bar, my eyes scanning the bottles arranged on the shelves, and I quickly poured myself some shots of tequila. It gulped them down all at once. I didn't care about the burning sensation it left in my throat.

I welcomed the sensation, hoping that it would calm my mind. I didn't care about getting drunk. I just wanted to drink away my sorrows.

My eyes were red and blazing in anger. I tried to calm my nerves down, but I couldn't. I took a deep breath to make sure that I was alright. Just when I thought I was going to explode, the door opened, and I could see Elena walking towards me. She was dressed in red lingerie and black heels. Colours of passion and burning desire. Could it be my mind playing tricks on me?

She slowly approached me with her hips swaying from side to side, which made my heart skip. She stopped right in front of me, her piercing gaze fixed on me, and she started to caress my body.

I let out a soft moan when I allowed myself to be lost in her presence, and I allowed myself to return back to reality, knowing fully well that Elena wasn't in the house. It was just my mind playing tricks on me. Immediately, I pulled away and discovered that it was Sarah.

My eyes were fixed on her for a long time in silence. I decided to break the silence. “You got pregnant for me, and I married you so that you could give me an heir that isn't a bastard; stay away from me,” I spoke with so much rage.

Sarah fixed her eyes on me, and she didn't utter a single word, but I could tell how angry she was. I turned on my heels and walked out of the room, leaving her standing in there alone.