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SavannahDominic is behind the wheel, and I'm in the passenger seat. I told him I would follow, but he refused to leave without me.Talk about annoying.So far, the drive has been pretty quiet. I'm not going to lie; watching Dominic drive is incredibly sexy. The way he shifts gears, his long, manicured nails that look so tempting as they glide over the steering wheelNo doubt, his fingers are skilled. My firsthand experience confirms that. The tension in the car is palpable; you could cut it with a steak knife.“We need to get you a car,” Dominic says suddenly.“No, you don't.”“Yes, we do. You can't be running around relying on Uber anymore. You need to be careful.”I roll my eyes. “I am careful, and there's no need.”“I'm getting you a car.” Honestly, it gets tiring riding in an Uber if I'm being honest.“No, I'll buy it myself. The money I get for being your fiancée can do wonders. Don't worry about it.”His fingers twitched on the wheel. “You can use your money for something else.
DominicShe's sitting there, gazing at me with those defiant and challenging eyes, and all I want is to press her against the wall, igniting a passionate encounter.“Are you ready for me?” I inquire sensually, my eyes savoring every inch of her. I've been fucking since I first laid eyes on her earlier.She swivels her chair towards me, tilting her chin defiantly. She desires this.I step away from the door, taking leisurely strides towards her. Her lips are adorned with that provocative nude lipstick, and I yearn to taste it.I wrap my right hand around her neck and lean to her level. “Say yes,” I whisper, locking eyes with her. She shakes her head stubbornly. I apply a bit of pressure, and her eyes darken with desire. So Savannah isn't as innocent as she appears.Excellent. I won't need to be gentle with her then."I'd better convince you," I murmur just before I capture her lips, tasting those plum lips I've been tempting since she emerged from her room today.She reciprocates the ki
Savannah, The wedding is tomorrow.I don't know why I'm nervous, to be honest. Or maybe I do know why, but I don't believe it.Dominic and I haven't had much time together since that day at the hotel. I've been running around like a headless chicken, and he has been busy with upcoming projects.Now I'm at my mom's place, trying to convince her to come. “I don't know, Savannah; your dad and his family will be there.”“Ignore them, Mama. Please, I need my mother with me.”Her eyes softened. “Okay, fine,” she concedes. I squeal happily. “But I can't promise I will back down if Becca starts anything.”I nod happily. “Thanks, Momma.” I walked over and kissed her cheeks before returning to my seat. “Will Evans come?”He left again and hasn't been responding to any calls. “Did you invite him?”I nod. “I tried to, but he wouldn't pick up my phone, so I sent a text,” one he hasn't replied to yet.“Well, we'll see then.” Her indifference to his disappearance bothers me because doesn't she wonde
Savannah**I open the door to Savannah's store and find everything pushed aside. There's a table with materials for massages, manicures, and pedicures.She's typing away on her phone, but she drops it when she sees me walk in. “What the hell is going on? I shriek as I enter the store. “Please don't tell me you closed the store for this.”She grins. “Okay, then I won't tell you.”My eyes widened. “Seriously?” I ask, both touched and perplexed. “You did all this for me?”“No, love, I did it for the pig downtown, Einstein. She rolls her eyes. “Come, let's get to work. You're already late, so we need to be prepared.”“You know this wedding,” I wave my hands around, “isn't real, right?”“Pfft, you're going to walk down the aisle, say a vow, and then sign a certificate. I'd say that's real to me.”She has a point.“Okay, you know it's temporary, right? I amend. “Temporary? For a short while, a short run, nonpermanent?” She looks at me with her mouth open. “You know the definition of those te
SAVANNAHIt's the wedding day, and I'm feeling extremely nervous.I'm currently seated while Bill applies the finishing touches to my hair. I'm not allowed to look in the mirror until he's done.“Can I just see?” I whined for the umpteenth time.“Shush. Be patient; I'm almost finished.”“But what if I don't like it? I pout and give him my best puppy-dog eyes.“That's not going to work on me,” he grins. “Be patient and wait.”The door swings open, and clicking heels fill the room. “Almost done?” Janelle asks.“Thank God you're here, Janelle. Please tell him I want to see what he's doing?”“Nope,” she says, dropping a plastic bag on the table. “Sit still.”“Did you get everything?”Bill asks as he sprays the hair.“I did.” She walks past us to the following table. “I've already bathed, so I'm just going to get ready too.”Bill and Janelle plan to go all out, and even though I keep saying it isn't necessary, they both refuse and insist it's their first wedding among friends, so they're goi
SAVANNAHIt's an evening wedding. I'm going to meet Dad outside, and he'll be the one to walk me in.The car pulled up to the address, and I gasped. This place is stunning.It's an eight-story building that exudes luxury. Its exterior is adorned with golden lights, casting a radiant glow across every facet of the structure. A lush green vine with flowers is elegantly attached to the fence, adding a touch of natural beauty to the grandeur.As the car stopped in the driveway, the path was bathed in a soft, inviting glow from the lights lining its edges, creating a scene that radiated wealth and sophistication.Dozens of photographers, both men and women, were lined up at the entrance, eagerly awaiting the first shots.Dad stood there, wearing a black tux that hugged his body. His head was clean-shaven, and his hands were tucked into his pants pockets. He walked over to the car and pulled the door open.Extending his hands to me, he smiled sincerely despite the tears in my eyes. The camer
DOMINICSavannah is wonderful!I haven't been able to take my eyes off her. I find myself wanting to whisk her away from here.I watch her laugh at something across the room, and my breath catches. Why am I feeling this way?Am I falling for her? I scowl at the thought and turn away, only to be greeted by Sophia, the troublemaker.“I see you're married,” she purrs as she strolls to me, her hips swaying too much. “I didn't expect you to marry my sister.”I glance around. “Why?”She leans in, her hands resting on the table beside me, revealing more cleavage than necessary. “Well, for one, I thought it might have been me,” she says with a wicked grin. “Oh, come on, don't give me that look. We do have a history, you know.”I snort. “Yeah, right. I wouldn't even call what we had a fling, let alone history.”I scan the room for Chris, hoping he'll rescue me, but he's nowhere in sight. Typical Chris.Sophia shoots me a glare. “Is that how it is?”Sophia is undeniably attractive, with a model-
DOMINICIt's around midnight when Savannah and I arrive at the hotel I booked for us. We'll be returning to the house in the next two days.I close the door behind us and look at Savannah as she stands in the middle of the room. She turned around and looked at me slowly. "Are you scared now? Wanna back out?”She shakes her head and says, “No.”“Good, because I don't plan to let you sleep tonight until you can't walk any longer.”Her breath hitched, and she swayed a bit. “So, what are you doing over there? Come here then.”I remain where I am and smirk, “In here, you don't get to tell me what to do.” I rest my back on the door and say, “Take off every single piece of clothing.” Her eyes widen. “Right now,” A deep blush crawls up her cheek, and I smirk.She lifts her head defiantly, “Come here and help me, then.”My eyes darken. “You received my message, didn't you?” She nods. "Did you listen to me?” I lick my lips. “Or do you want to be punished?” I whisper huskily.“I'm not a good girl