The sleep instantly cleared from Maeve’s eyes, as Gabriel’s words sunk into her subconscious mind. “Gab please, don’t ruin my day. If it's bad news, then please don’t tell me,” Maeve said in a pleading tone. Gabriel did not want to but also knew that it would ruin Maeve’s plans if she found out later. “It involves your revenge plan.” Maeve stiffened slightly and bobbed her head as if Gabriel was in front of her. “Okay, please tell me.” “Vincent had an accident two hours ago on his way to the hotel we booked for him to wait at” Maeve’s eyes turned glassy and she lifted herself from the bed. “Oh, no. Is Dylan involved?” She asked from her side of the line. “Fortunately, no. He doesn’t even know,” Gabriel said calmly and Maeve sighed, asking, “So how is Vincent’s condition?” “He’s in a coma and we don’t know when exactly he will be out so we can’t use him,” Gabriel revealed, Maeve’s hand tightened around the phone. “So, I have to call off my wedding with Dylan?” She asked bit
A few hours earlier “Let me see my wedding gown,” Maeve asked, Sandra frowned imperceptibly, feeling nervous. “Maeve, why don’t we take care of your hair first?” Sandra tried to coax her with a forced smile but Maeve was stiff, showing that she was not going to take no for an answer. “Okay. I can see how obsessed you are with the gown. Let me get it for you,” Sandra smiled and said but her gaze was dark. She opened the closet and brought out the gown and Maeve frowned. “This is not my gown, you changed it.” Sandra smiled mockingly. After all the damage Maeve caused her, how could she allow her to wear that gown? Over her dead body. Maeve would not have a choice since it was already too late for her to go and buy a new gown from elsewhere. “What? No. It’s what you chose. You just didn’t wear it,” Sandra insisted, mocking Maeve internally but was surprised when Maeve did not put up a fight anymore. She was even smiling. “Okay, it's fine. Please get me juice.” Sandra frowned a
Dylan’s parents were confused but they were not acquainted with the guests present, not knowing how to ask any questions. Dylan felt like a soulless creature, accepting the fact that he lost everything. It was very hard for him to imagine that though he loved Sandra, Maeve was the only image of a wife on his mind at some point. Regardless, if those videos went viral, then he was doomed and all his business opportunities would equally be lost. Deflated, he looked at the priest and gave a nod. The priest smiled and said to the audience without details, “there has been a slight change.” Everyone was confused and began murmuring but he turned to Dylan and said, “Mr. Dylan Grayson, do you take this woman…” He paused and Sandra filled in her name before he continued, “Miss Sandra Cambridge to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish. In sickness and in health. Till death do you part?” Dylan looked at Maeve pleadingly but she only raised her phone, showing him the video on
Earlier “Maeve, you made it,” Doreen pulled Maeve into her arms as soon as she appeared at the doorway, panting from using the stairs because the elevators were so busy as a result of so many waiting guests at the hotel. It was her wedding day but she was already tired and rushed to the bathroom after breaking from the hug and allowing the warm shower to calm her. Doreen followed her and reminded her, “But you are forty-five minutes late.” She was already wearing her bridesmaid dress and had her makeup and hair done. Maeve turned off the faucet, pulled a clean towel, and began to wipe herself dry. She had already seen all the people waiting for her and thought to freshen up, though she already bathed before stepping out of her mansion but she was all sweaty and could not wear her gown like that. “I’m so sorry. The bitch was more difficult than I thought but she was lucky to relent before it was too late,” Maeve recounted whilst putting on a towel robe. She stepped back into t
All comments were reserved until it was time for the reception. The staff of both Scott's Automobiles and Cambridge incorporated made it to the wedding in their numbers so the unexpected twist caused mouths to open agape. The video was a shocker and everyone was happy that Maeve did not get married to Dylan but never in their wildest dream did they expect her to get married to Gabriel, after all the public displays of their hate for each other before Gabriel’s sudden declaration of his love for her at her parent’s birthday party. The shock was so much that, even the gossip birds could not fly to carry the news across the waves. A lot of women were sad about the marriage because Gabriel was the man, they had eyes on so the disappointment was too much for them. Whereas Maeve and Gabriel’s parents were not left out of the shock, as her father scolded her at the high table. “Pumpkin, you silly girl, why didn’t you tell me you were going to get married to Gabriel? I would have increas
“Can we leave now? I can’t wait.” Maeve’s stomach fizzed with eagerness at those words, she smiled and was about to say something before remembering that there was a program to follow. “I can’t wait too but how do we make it out when it’s not yet time?” Gabriel chuckled. It was their wedding and everybody was there for their sake so why worry or fear leaving the venue earlier than expected? “You don’t have to worry about that.” Gabriel called the MC over and said something into his ears, the MC smiled and spoke into the microphone, “We all know how long of a day it has been. The bride and groom are tired and would now exit the occasion so the bride is ready to toss her flower now.” The single ladies were all already lined up, ready to catch the flowers and be the next on the bridal list according to the undying myth surrounding the bridal flower. Gabriel and Maeve walked to the middle of the aisle and Maeve threw the flower with all her might behind her. She expected the pers
“Please don’t pass out on me because all through the night, I’m going to take everything that belongs to me,” he said in a husky, pleasure-filled voice. Maeve was excited at the sound of the voice and she was equally ready for what she had desired for so long, she trembled at the thought of how it was going to be, already feeling the pleasureful spasms when Gabriel caressed her legs but not the way she expected from the first time he did that. Lifting her leg, he took her little toe in his mouth, sucking it gently, his other hand caressing her other leg, right to the middle of her thighs, Maeve began to feel strange, never knowing before that so much arousal could come from there and still wondering the reason why he always centered on her legs which to her amazement was nothing like she felt before. It was just sad that in her mind, she kept comparing the experience to that of her past life when she was married to Dylan before. No, she never derived this kind of pleasure before,
For now, her mind was only filled with pleasurable thoughts and she hadn’t planned an answer to give for how she got to know that she wouldn’t be pregnant until after two years. Luckily, she was already close to another orgasm, and so was Gabriel when Maeve spoke, pressing him tightly and grinding her naked chest over his with her nipple stimulating him, “Gab, faster. Ahhhh, I’m cuming again,” she panted, her breathing erratic and shaking violently, as Gabriel groaned, shivering, and pumping harder and faster, “I’m coming too. Open your eyes,” he said in a husky voice. “You are so sweet that I don’t want to come out of you. She opened her eyes and their eyes locked, their desires matching, as their lips pressed together again, whilst he released everything deep inside of her, breaking from the kiss and taking her nipples again, before finally rolling to her side. Gabriel pressed her tightly to his chest, as they both tried to catch their breath. Maeve snuggled against his naked