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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
SAVANNAHI held my breath as Dominic wrap my legs around his waist and nudged my opening with his cock.This is really about to happen! I look up at him with wide eyes as he pushes the tip in gently and groans. Ohhhh, this feels good.I moan just as he goes in another inch; I know he's restraining himself, so I rock against him; his eyes flare before he loses all control, thrusting into me violently, Fuck! The pain is like being split in half. My eyes watered. Breath in, Breath out“Fuckkk,” he slid close as he cursed and looked up at me; his eyes widened immediately, “Are you okay?” he asked as he stilled himself, sweat beating his forehead.I nod despite the pain, “I'm good, I'm good.” He doesn't look convinced because he doesn't move; he bends down slightly and captures my mouth in a sweet and breathtaking kiss. I kiss him with the same intensity, and he pulls back and searches my eyes.I rock against him, and he groans, “Stop it.” I do it again, and he grabs my thighs. “I'm tryin
Sophia KnightsI clenched my fist as I read the headline of the magazine: “Sebastian Knights Has Another Daughter?”“Business Tycoon Dominic Marshall Weds Millionaire Sebastian Knights' Secret Daughter.”I scream in frustration, crumpling the papers and throwing them across the room. I rake my hands through my hair, biting my nails in frustration.I reach for my phone, only to find it flooded with notifications about that wedding.It should've been me! Dominic is supposed to be mine! Dad is my father, not hers!I toss my phone across the room, watching it hit the wall and shatter. My dad even dared to walk her down the aisle, playing father for her.I've always competed for his affection with her, even when she was never around. He went to great lengths to see her, and though I pretended not to know, I thought I had a chance with him.Imagine my joy when, all of a sudden, he stopped visiting her and started focusing on me. But all of that went down the drain the moment she showed up!T
SavannahMy eyes flutter open, adjusting to the light. I blink once, then twice, before my eyes widen.Where am I sleeping?The white ceiling and the magnificent chandelier make it clear that I'm in my assigned room now.I try to wake up but realize there's a heavy weight on top of me. I look down in horror to see black, soft curls. I breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that I'm in Dominic's room.The events of last night flood my mind, and I won't lie; it's hot when Dominic takes control. But what's more desirable than ever is having him submit, even if it's just for a minute.Yeah, I like being in control. A lot. His legs are draped over mine, his hands wrapped around my waist. I like this.I nuzzle my nose into his hair and breathe him in. He smells so good. He stirs and mumbles something that sounds close to gibberish.I giggle, and he lifts his head at the sound, blinking his sleepy eyes. My gosh, I feel my breath catch in my throat.His hair is messy and tousled from all the times
SAVANNAH“Where's my husband?” Becca storms down the hallway, fury in her eyes, with Sophia following closely behind.Dominic's grip on my shoulders tightens. I don't want him to witness this. “Could you please get me some coffee?” He starts to say something, but I shake my head. “Please?”Reluctantly, he nods and heads in the opposite direction, leaving me to confront the two angry women.“What happened to my husband?” Before I can respond, I feel a stinging sensation on my face, followed by a gasp and a ringing in my ear. It takes a moment to register that Becca has slapped me. “You didn't even think to call me?”I lock eyes with her, my anger burning, but before I can speak, my mother steps in front of me and retaliates with a slap of her own. “How dare you touch my daughter with your filthy hands?”Becca gasps. “You dare to slap me?”“And I would do it again,” Mom warns, pointing at her. “If you ever lay a hand on my daughter, I'll do more than just slap you.”“You will pay for thi
Hey Everyone!This is a bittersweet moment for me, and I am so glad I can finally take some time off my machine and relax!No hard feelings, but I deserve some me time.Now, unto more serious matters, this book has ended, putting us in an expectation of what is next. I am proud to announce that there is a sequel to this BOOK!!! Yayyyyyyy! Are you as excited as I am? Then scream with with me! YAYYYYYY!So, if you noticed, I have been dropping hints in this book about what to expect next, and I can't wait to dive into these lovely people's books. I hope you guys will be as patient with them as you were with Dominic and Savannah Marshalls.There is no release date yet, as I am taking a break, but keep your notifications on and stay tuned for updates!! I will create an Instagram and Facebook account when I start the next book for updated information!!!Thanks to everyone who gave this book a chance and decided to spend on it, including the comments; shout out to JUICY MISS, whose comment
SAVANNAH“Come back here!” I yell as I chase after my three-year-old son, who seems to be in the mood for his mischief. “Zion! Get back here!”He runs up the stairs and behind his father. “C’mon baby, let me him go,” my husband says as he looks at me. “I'm sure he didn't mean to.”I glare at him. “Uh-huh, I'm sure he didn't mean to take the cookies I made personally for Thanksgiving.”Dominic's eyes widen as he turns to his son, who throws him a toothy grin. “See?” he says as he looks at his son. “He didn't mean it.” I glare at him; he is a sucker for Zion.I roll my eyes as I stretch out my arms to him. “Give me my daughter,” I say as I smirk at him. “Go downstairs and care for everything else since you want to defend your son. Go ahead and take on the responsibility of cleaning the mess he made.”He pouts. “But I am holding our baby,” he says as he kisses our princess. “C’mon.”I glare at him. “Give her to me. You and your son go and take care of everything else.” He pouts, but I rem
DOMINIC“It’s a boy!” I announce, pushing the door open. Excited squeals and gasps surround me as I look at our family. “I have to go back in!” I say, pulling the door close leaving the noise outside.My wife needs me.Re-entering, I see our baby boy lying on her chest as they clean her up. She looks up, eyes watering. “Our baby,” she says weakly, and I nod vehemently as I kneel before her bed, “He’s so beautiful,” she says as she looks down at him. I nod as tears trail down my cheeks. “Thank you,” I say, rubbing her head. “Thank you.”“Excuse me, sir, please wait outside.” the nurse asks. I nod. “We’ll call you back in a few minutes.”I place a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I'll be right outside.” Leaning down, I kiss the top of my son’s head and walk outside.I find myself turning and looking at the nurse, picking up the baby and going to clean him, I'm sure. Find everybody waiting eagerly. “How are they?”“They're fine. I think they are about to clean them up,” I say, closing the d
DOMINICThe atmosphere is charged with anticipation as I tap my feet, awaiting her. The space around me echoes the silent suspense. “Should we wait some more?” a voice asks, and I nod tightly, reassuring more myself than the speaker, “She’ll come. She’ll be here soon.”As I contemplate checking my phone, the door swings open, and my pulse goes haywire. She's here. She's adorned in a flowing white dress, eyes glistening as she approaches. I smile softly, and she reciprocates, causing my heart to pound. As she reaches me, she mouths, “I'm sorry.” I shake my head, pulling her into me. “I had cramps.”My concern shows with a frown. “Are you okay? Is it severe?” I hold her at arm’s length. “Is it okay?”She smiles brightly. “Yeah, I'm fine.” She exhales. “Let's do this.”I smile, kissing her forehead before taking my stance beside her. We're remarrying today, a private renewal of vows away from prying eyes. I wanted our loved ones present, but I asked her about the wedding she wanted, and s
SAVANNAH“Open your eyes,” Dominic says as he removes his hands from my eyes. I blink as my eyes adjust to the surroundings, and gasps escape my lips.This is a house in the middle of a field surrounded by flowers of all kinds, a two-story building painted black and white.My lips stretch into a wide grin as the scent of the field and flowers fills the air. “Do you like it?” Dominic asks as he stands behind me. “Is it to your taste?”I whirl around to face him. “Do I like it?!” I ask as I look around, and he nods. “No, I don't.” His face drops, and a broad smile spread across my face. “I freaking love it.”I see him breathe out a sigh of relief. “You had me scared for a second,” he says as he wraps his arms around me and pulls me to him. “This is ours.”My eyes widen as I look at him. “For us? You bought it?” He nods as he looks around. “Why?”He smiles. “I figure we have somewhere to escape and spend time together. We needed a getaway, and although I could've taken you anywhere worldw
Elizabeth Miller.I'm struggling with my thousands of emotions, a turbulent whirlwind. I've always prided myself on maintaining my resolve to stay clear of Sebastian Knights, and I've succeeded.They say there's a thin line between love and hate, and I've found that true. To release the love I once had for him, I had to blur that line and harbor a deep resentment for him—the man who took everything from me.I shake my head, recalling our conversation the day Savannah shared the news of her pregnancy and the way he looked at me when I discovered he had given me his kidney.He saved my life, and why would he do such a thing? I cling to the notion that he did it for her, not me. Although I believe that, a small part of me questions: What if it was more than just for Savannah?What if he did it for me?I scoff at my thoughts as I step outside, my heart racing as I search for him. Sebastian Knights has always had a knack for breaking down every wall I built, and the hatred I clung to was a
DOMINIC “And this decision today was taken based on all the evidence and testimonies that were given to us today," my hands find Dominic's legs as he pulls me closer to him, "and it reads as follows."Savannah’s hands tighten around mine, and I pull her closer. “The court has found the accused guilty as charged with every available evidence,” the judge continues. My hands tighten around Savannah, and I pull her closer to me. “There will be no bond for Becca Knights and the rest of the defendants.” I see Evans' jaw clench tight.Aisha turns to us and smiles tightly. I scowl at her, knowing that she might have helped to save Savannah, but she was the reason she was taken in the first place.“Becca Knights is sentenced to a hundred years with no parole and heavy duties.” Becca's eyes widen, and she gasps as she looks at him before her eyes turn to us. I subconsciously pull Savannah closer to me. “Sophia Knights is sentenced to fifteen years in prison with parole.” I see Sophia bow her he
SavannahI watch as Dad walks in with a woman whose eyes hold determination, and I hear Mom gasp beside me. I turn to her to find her watching the woman with wide eyes. Does Mom know who she is?The woman walks in, her shoulders high, and Becca's face pales when her eyes land on the woman. “It can't be,” she whispers. “You—It can't be—”I tilt my head, wondering what's going on. “Surprised to see me?” the woman asks as she looks at Becca, who is paling by the minute. “Has it been so long that you don't remember me?”Dad places his hands on the woman's shoulder, and she looks up at him and nods as she's led to the podium. They hand her the Bible as she swears and turns to face everyone.Her eyes land on Sophia, and her lips quiver before her eyes find me. She looks almost proud to see me. Her eyes then go to Mom, and I see her eyes widen slightly.So, they know each other.The judge commands the attention of everyone. “Please state your name and your relationship with the individuals in
SEBASTIAN KNIGHTS.FLASHBACK TO WHEN SEBASTIAN MET JJ WIFE!I drive endlessly around the streets, my heart in turmoil as I review everything that has happened in the last few days. I sigh, feeling a sharp headache, knowing I could've prevented everything.I park the car and rest my head on the steering wheel, the weight of it all pressing on my chest. I could have stopped this. I run my hand down my face and look outside. To my surprise, I'm at the graveyard. I haven't been here in years, but I don't understand why I stayed away. With nothing else to do, I push the car door open and step out.It's still the same as I remember it—quiet and calm. I look around at the graves, and my heart becomes heavy, realizing that these are the final resting places for people with dreams and accomplishments cut short by death. Why do people have to die? Wouldn't it be better if there were somewhere everyone goes after growing old instead of just disappearing?Pushing those thoughts aside, I walk throu