The wedding was a success and one of the loveliest ceremonies I have ever been to, and I was glad to have been a part of it. We had planned to be each other's chief bride's maid, so this wasn't up for questioning. I told her I was available if she wanted me, and she told me she wasn't changing her mind about her first decision. It was settled. Ingrid looked the most elegant in her ball wedding dress and veil. Her hair, unlike at the party last night, was in a braided form and held to the back with a pin. "This is happening." She said as her car came to a stop right before the chapel. I nodded and took her hand into mine; she turned her attention to me. "This is happening; today, you will become a wife to Fermín Martínez, the man you love-the man that loves you." Her eyes blurred. "It feels like a dream." She admitted. "It is as real as it is ever going to get." I reached out with the hankey and wiped her tears off. She got down, and Pedro was already standing with his elbow exten
Oliver’s POV Everything was in place, and according to the plans I already had set out with the McCann brothers, I was to meet up with them at the airport. They had learned that Ela and Ocean had left the country a day ago and felt suspicious, asking if I was up to something. I assured them I wasn't, and to be sure, they asked me to meet them at the airport where they would land. I knew if I refused, they would undoubtedly know something was up and go through an escape route. I couldn’t afford their escape, so I promised to be at the airport upon their arrival. They had made Ela cry, and I intended to bury them because of it. This was a way to assure them I was on good terms with them. The time would be seven a.m., and it would be a one-hour meeting, which would give the squad time to round up the operation. I was on the front line and would take every instruction from the squad. Since the McCann brothers have been a menace and the Delta Force has been on their tail for years, this c
Imela's POVWith Fermín off to his honeymoon with Ingrid, the running of the Garcia Group was in the hands of Carmelle Ortega. He had reported back to the state a month prior, stating his decision on everything. She would oversee the running and reporting until his return. The middle-aged woman has been competent in her work, so it was expected she would deliver.I had promised Marcel that I would visit here before leaving, and that was what I planned for. Monique stayed with Ocean, and she would prepare him for our departure.I arrived at the Garcia Group firm in Madrid, and I stood to stare up at the building. It brought back memories, some of which were of visiting and following Marcel’s instructions. It had taken a few minutes for my gaped mouth to close back then as I told myself that my father owned this massive firm when I first saw it. It’s been two years since I last walked this path. How quickly time flies!I walked into the building and started my tour from the first floor
Oliver's POVI stood, unable to contain my excitement as Ela and Ocean made their way out of the aeroplane that landed not long ago. My heart skipped with every step they took down the plane’s staircase.Ocean saw me and waved, while Ela smiled charmingly at me as they got closer, and I walked to meet them halfway. I picked Ocean up and into my arms, and I kissed Ela’s lips, grateful that I was able to see them once again. I will always cherish this feeling.“Welcome home, my love.” I placed my head against hers as we pulled away.She reached out and stroked my face tenderly. “Thank you, babe. I missed you.”I couldn’t help the smirk that curled at the side of my face as I stepped back. “You can show me just how much when we get home.”She bit her red bottom lip and said, “Deal.”We drove home, and Ocean strapped between us was the only reason my hands were not all over Ela like I wanted. She knew this, too.It was just three days, and it felt so much longer. Luckily, the drive home w
I held Ela close as she slept beside me. I didn't sleep, but it was nice to hold on to her while she did. She snored a little, making my stomach flutter at the sound. This was one of the many things I didn’t think I would get to experience a few days ago. Others included her amazing voice and smile, her laugh, her iconic eye roll, and how her mouth twitched when fascinated. I got the chance to hold her once again, and this was a gift in itself.I leaned in and kissed her shoulder, releasing a contented sigh. She'd never know just how lucky I considered myself to have this privilege.The terrible chapter was now behind us, and together, we would look forward to a better future.“You are not asleep,” Imela grumbled, and her hand rubbed over my bare thigh and then further back to cup my butt.“I know, I don’t feel sleepy,” I replied, and she wiggled around in my arms and turned around so her eyes locked in mine.“You are alright, right?” she asked in concern.A frown hovered over my smil
Imela's POV"I love you; you know that, right?" Oliver asked over the phone."I don't think I will ever forget the way you always remind me," I answered with a small smile.I told Oliver I would have dinner tonight with Marcel and Kimberly, his girlfriend, whom I had yet to meet, meaning he and Ocean would have to have dinner without me. The last time I visited was three weeks ago, a week before my trip to Madrid, and since I got back, I've been too busy with work, only keeping in touch through calls. When Marcel called to invite me to tonight's dinner, I couldn't refuse. I reminded Oliver over the phone that I wouldn't go home from work and instead would go over to Marcel's once I closed from work, and he began acting as though I told him I was going away for good.He had gone back to his clingy ways after I returned from Madrid; he calls at least twice when I'm at work and would always wants us to snuggle when we are at home. He said it was his way of cherishing every moment while k
"What are you doing?" Oliver questioned me as he emerged from the bathroom and found me using my laptop. "A little research," I responded, avoiding eye contact as I anticipated his reaction. He walked towards the bed and sat when he got close, pulling the sheet over his legs. "What happened to your strict no laptop in the bedroom rule?" He was reminding me of the rule that I had proposed two months ago to stop him from bringing work home. That rule was necessary. Knowing Oliver, he'd bring work home every chance he got, and I wanted to stop that for both of us. He ran Plane Enterprise and White Estate and always had an excuse for not finishing his reports in the office. I ran the Garcia group in the state, Stop, and supervised the firm in Madrid. I created an effective timetable that has helped me efficiently manage all of them accurately. If I could do it, he could do it too. I didn't answer and instead kept my eyes fixed on the last paragraph of the article I was reading. "I did
I walked up to the attendant, asking him to take me to the reserved part of the lounge; this was where Nina, Hailey, Grace, and I were supposed to meet for a fun date.It was Saturday, and Oliver wanted it to be a lazy day for us. When I told him I had a date, he asked to tag along. I shook my head and told him it was a girls-only date. He didn’t like that very much and asked me what he was to do in my absence. I didn’t expect that question, so I had no answer. He asked when I would return, and I told him I had no clue. I knew he wanted to say a lot, but he kept his mouth shut and instead told me to have fun. I kissed him and told him I would.I met Hailey Cruise through Nina because she was her high school friend turned long-time friend. She was the last and only girl in her family, so she received the princess treatment. She was a writer with a few notable books to her name. While people saw her as a successful author, Hailey said she saw herself as a regular woman with a love for h