Chapter Seventy:

"Hey wife," Damian smiled as he entered the room. Maya was sitting in front of the mirror brushing her hair. She smiled sweetly as she dropped the brush and walked over to Damian.

"I miss you so much my sweet husband," she giggled as Damian pulled her into his arms. He planted soft kisses all over her neck and face.

"I miss you too," he mumbled, carrying her bridal style to the bed.

He brushed the stray hair off her face and stared at her affectionately. This was his woman, the woman he was going to spend the rest of his wife with. The woman he loved and was always going to protect.

He was completely mesmerized by her beauty and innocence.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Maya asked, her hands moving to cover her face.

"You're so beautiful love," Damian chuckled as he brushed the stray hair off her face. Maya blushed deeply, biting her bottom lip.

"I love you," Damian chuckled, leaning forward to kiss her.

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"Get this lunatic away from here," a woman yelled, push