All nervousness fled angelina as she saw the man standing at the end of the aisle, smiling at her.The man who would soon be her husband, Sylvester. His face brightened as their eyes met.Her breath was stolen from her as she walked towards Sylvester. She couldn’t remember the walk. All she could see and feel were his eyes on her. His greyish steel-colored eyes stared at her intensely, following her every step, her every movement.His black suit was similar to what he always wore, except for the golden tie. His hair was sleek on his head, but he didn’t shave. She told him not to. He looked so much better with a few days of stubble. His eyes stayed on hers as she made her way to him…her husband.Her heart drummed in her chest, so loudly she was sure everyone could hear it. Her hands grew clammy, and she held her bouquet tighter.She breathed through her nose, trying to act normal when all she wanted to do was run to him and jump in his arms.She quickened her pace just a little. She he
Angelina felt Sylvester standing behind her, his heat warming her back, and she moved slightly back. Their bodies molded together, and his arms went around her. She felt his face in her neck as he placed a kiss there.Dean smiled and shook his head, muttering something under his breath. “I will see you both downstairs for lunch.”He gave her a final look and smiled, a huge warm smile that lit up his whole face. She smiled back, feeling her heart flutter with absolute happiness.Dean walked away, and she turned around in Sylvester's arms, facing him. He chuckled. His lips turned up in a small sexy smirk.They laughed, and then he kissed her, their laughter falling silent.“Did we really get married?” Her voice is soft, but he didn't see fear in her eyes.“We did.” Sylvester bend down and kiss her cheek before his mouth moves over hers. “It feels like a dream, doesn’t it?”She nods and closes her eyes as her hands go to his chest. “I’m not sure I want to wake up.”“You don’t have to be
“You are so goddamn beautiful. You know I love you, right, baby girl?”She bites her lip and nods, a blush hitting hercheeks.The hot crown of his cock notched against her sex, and they both stopped, their gazes clashing.She moaned and spread her legs wider, working with him. He was big. And there. And it felt so good she could barely breathe through it all. Sylvester dipped his head, trembling with effort to go slow. "God. God. You feel..." He broke off with a tortured groan and a hard thrust, filling her completely.She closed her eyes, her hands smoothing over his damp back. "So good, Sylvester. So good."That was all he needed. Moving like liquid, he rocked into her, kissing her mouth, whispering how much he wanted her. He grew incandescent with it, heat licking through her in waves.Sylvester made sweet love to her like he did most everything, with perfect finesse and fierce determination. With swagger. Soon they were both panting, moving faster, reaching for that peak yet wa
~~~~Dexter grabbed his phone and typed a message furiously before sending it to Sylvester who replied also immediately."HOW DO ROMANTIC MEN PROPOSE MARRIAGE TO SOMEONE?"*HOW BAD AND SUPRISING THAT THIS WAS VERY MUCH THE SAME WORD I SAID SOME MONTHS AGO BUT YOU CLEARLY SAID YOU ARE INEXPERIENCED AND DON'T KNOW SUCH* Dexter scoffed upon reading Sylvester's message, of course he was inexperienced then and even till now he didn't know how to make a very blissful marriage proposal."FOLLOW YOUR HEART"Another message was sent to his phone from Sylvester again, this time Dexter couldn't deny that he was damn speechless.What was he going to do?, he needed to make her his wife quickly and legally but how?*******Dexter gently guided anyra's face to look at him. They share a sweet kiss, and when they part, he couldn't hold back anymore.“Marry me,” dexter blurt out just as she also says something.“I’m pregnant.”“What?!” They both shout simultaneously.“You’re pregnant?” Dexter asked, ma
8 years later~ "And that is how everything ended " closing the notebook ace petrified gaze met hers while Marianna, her four years old daughter sat upright " what's wrong?" "Did you and dad really past through all that " Ace voice rush in. "Did that evil man really commit suicide??" Looking at their curious gaze, she chuckled deeply and sat properly on their bed " of course, he committed suicide Because he was very scared to be caught and killed by the cops. " Angelina shook her head immediately she replied them, she dare not tell her little ones that their dad did something hideous by killing someone, they were too young for that. " I can't believe aunt Tasha once liked dad" Ace sat up and stare at angelina " her eyes always glittered whenever she stare at uncle dex " "so, that's all for today lovelies, close your eyes and have a good sleep, I wouldn't take any excuses tomorrow because by 06:00AM, you're up for school okay?? "Angelina said "Okay!!!"Ace and Marianna replied sim
"mummy, am I really not going to see again?" Ace asked, his fingers moving towards the white blindfold tied over his eyeballs, caressing it slowly.Upon hearing his words, angelina who was about to comb his short dark hair froze, her eyes widened,a little taken aback."No, no honey, how can you say such a thing?, the doctor said that is just a minor injury and could be healed by a surgery, she said your eye sight would be restored soon, is just a matter of time okay?" Angelina whispered, patting his head while she tried to fight her tears in.She pressed her lips together when she felt like a sob would break out of her lips any moment from now."Momma, why do you cry?" Ace asked and that made the pain in her chest triple.... It hurts."Nothing baby, am not crying" Angelina said, using her fingers to wipe her tears."Like I was saying, your father is talking with doctor Nancy right now and she said that your eyesight can be restored when the surgery is done but not this year since your
"Why do such a thing like mathematics exist in this world!!?" Phoebe yelled, hitting her pencil on her head, wishing that something could knock into her head. She was sitting right in front of Ace, but the icy 6-year-old boy in front of her never batted an eyelid, neither did he care to help her, so there was only one way to earn his cooperation. "Ace" Phoebe walked right to his side, making sure that her voice broke at the end. "Can you help me do my assignment? It's really hard because I am not that good at mathematics, but I heard from my mom that you never fail a subject," Phoebe said, and Ace scoffed. "You a very bad liar," Ace said. "What's the topic?" Ace added nevertheless. "Just fraction" Phoebe pouted. "The first question is....." She read out the first question fluently. "And what do you think the answer is?" Ace asked and Phoebe placed her fingers under her chin like she was in a deep thought. "24" Phoebe chose some random numbers. "Give me a book," Ace said, and
Angelina had no idea why her boss hated her. Sure, she understood his original feelings of distrust towards her because according to what she heard, he was always like this But this was getting ridiculous. And now she had started to hate her boss, All of her life she had never hated anyone, and yet, she hated him so much that she wished he never existed. Really did hate him, not even a smidge of a “like” about the man. Every day she arrived earlier than the others and left later than them. She followed orders without fail and never complained when she felt she was getting lumbered with the less desirable tasks. And still, he failed to acknowledge her worth!.She had wanted this job, his crazy, bullying tactics weren't going to get to her or more like, get rid of her. Right at that moment, she was sitting in front of her table which was filled with large piles of files packed up in front of her. Some hours ago, she had just finished sorting out another pile and her hands were beg
"Why do such a thing like mathematics exist in this world!!?" Phoebe yelled, hitting her pencil on her head, wishing that something could knock into her head. She was sitting right in front of Ace, but the icy 6-year-old boy in front of her never batted an eyelid, neither did he care to help her, so there was only one way to earn his cooperation. "Ace" Phoebe walked right to his side, making sure that her voice broke at the end. "Can you help me do my assignment? It's really hard because I am not that good at mathematics, but I heard from my mom that you never fail a subject," Phoebe said, and Ace scoffed. "You a very bad liar," Ace said. "What's the topic?" Ace added nevertheless. "Just fraction" Phoebe pouted. "The first question is....." She read out the first question fluently. "And what do you think the answer is?" Ace asked and Phoebe placed her fingers under her chin like she was in a deep thought. "24" Phoebe chose some random numbers. "Give me a book," Ace said, and
"mummy, am I really not going to see again?" Ace asked, his fingers moving towards the white blindfold tied over his eyeballs, caressing it slowly.Upon hearing his words, angelina who was about to comb his short dark hair froze, her eyes widened,a little taken aback."No, no honey, how can you say such a thing?, the doctor said that is just a minor injury and could be healed by a surgery, she said your eye sight would be restored soon, is just a matter of time okay?" Angelina whispered, patting his head while she tried to fight her tears in.She pressed her lips together when she felt like a sob would break out of her lips any moment from now."Momma, why do you cry?" Ace asked and that made the pain in her chest triple.... It hurts."Nothing baby, am not crying" Angelina said, using her fingers to wipe her tears."Like I was saying, your father is talking with doctor Nancy right now and she said that your eyesight can be restored when the surgery is done but not this year since your
8 years later~ "And that is how everything ended " closing the notebook ace petrified gaze met hers while Marianna, her four years old daughter sat upright " what's wrong?" "Did you and dad really past through all that " Ace voice rush in. "Did that evil man really commit suicide??" Looking at their curious gaze, she chuckled deeply and sat properly on their bed " of course, he committed suicide Because he was very scared to be caught and killed by the cops. " Angelina shook her head immediately she replied them, she dare not tell her little ones that their dad did something hideous by killing someone, they were too young for that. " I can't believe aunt Tasha once liked dad" Ace sat up and stare at angelina " her eyes always glittered whenever she stare at uncle dex " "so, that's all for today lovelies, close your eyes and have a good sleep, I wouldn't take any excuses tomorrow because by 06:00AM, you're up for school okay?? "Angelina said "Okay!!!"Ace and Marianna replied sim
~~~~Dexter grabbed his phone and typed a message furiously before sending it to Sylvester who replied also immediately."HOW DO ROMANTIC MEN PROPOSE MARRIAGE TO SOMEONE?"*HOW BAD AND SUPRISING THAT THIS WAS VERY MUCH THE SAME WORD I SAID SOME MONTHS AGO BUT YOU CLEARLY SAID YOU ARE INEXPERIENCED AND DON'T KNOW SUCH* Dexter scoffed upon reading Sylvester's message, of course he was inexperienced then and even till now he didn't know how to make a very blissful marriage proposal."FOLLOW YOUR HEART"Another message was sent to his phone from Sylvester again, this time Dexter couldn't deny that he was damn speechless.What was he going to do?, he needed to make her his wife quickly and legally but how?*******Dexter gently guided anyra's face to look at him. They share a sweet kiss, and when they part, he couldn't hold back anymore.“Marry me,” dexter blurt out just as she also says something.“I’m pregnant.”“What?!” They both shout simultaneously.“You’re pregnant?” Dexter asked, ma
“You are so goddamn beautiful. You know I love you, right, baby girl?”She bites her lip and nods, a blush hitting hercheeks.The hot crown of his cock notched against her sex, and they both stopped, their gazes clashing.She moaned and spread her legs wider, working with him. He was big. And there. And it felt so good she could barely breathe through it all. Sylvester dipped his head, trembling with effort to go slow. "God. God. You feel..." He broke off with a tortured groan and a hard thrust, filling her completely.She closed her eyes, her hands smoothing over his damp back. "So good, Sylvester. So good."That was all he needed. Moving like liquid, he rocked into her, kissing her mouth, whispering how much he wanted her. He grew incandescent with it, heat licking through her in waves.Sylvester made sweet love to her like he did most everything, with perfect finesse and fierce determination. With swagger. Soon they were both panting, moving faster, reaching for that peak yet wa
Angelina felt Sylvester standing behind her, his heat warming her back, and she moved slightly back. Their bodies molded together, and his arms went around her. She felt his face in her neck as he placed a kiss there.Dean smiled and shook his head, muttering something under his breath. “I will see you both downstairs for lunch.”He gave her a final look and smiled, a huge warm smile that lit up his whole face. She smiled back, feeling her heart flutter with absolute happiness.Dean walked away, and she turned around in Sylvester's arms, facing him. He chuckled. His lips turned up in a small sexy smirk.They laughed, and then he kissed her, their laughter falling silent.“Did we really get married?” Her voice is soft, but he didn't see fear in her eyes.“We did.” Sylvester bend down and kiss her cheek before his mouth moves over hers. “It feels like a dream, doesn’t it?”She nods and closes her eyes as her hands go to his chest. “I’m not sure I want to wake up.”“You don’t have to be
All nervousness fled angelina as she saw the man standing at the end of the aisle, smiling at her.The man who would soon be her husband, Sylvester. His face brightened as their eyes met.Her breath was stolen from her as she walked towards Sylvester. She couldn’t remember the walk. All she could see and feel were his eyes on her. His greyish steel-colored eyes stared at her intensely, following her every step, her every movement.His black suit was similar to what he always wore, except for the golden tie. His hair was sleek on his head, but he didn’t shave. She told him not to. He looked so much better with a few days of stubble. His eyes stayed on hers as she made her way to him…her husband.Her heart drummed in her chest, so loudly she was sure everyone could hear it. Her hands grew clammy, and she held her bouquet tighter.She breathed through her nose, trying to act normal when all she wanted to do was run to him and jump in his arms.She quickened her pace just a little. She he
~A WEEK LATER~Angelina's heart hammered inside her chest as the women applied some makeup to her face while the other made her slip into her gown.Today was the most amazing day of her life and she couldn't help the thick nervousness that surge through her body.Was Sylvester ready?, what would she do after standing in front of the man she loved with her whole being.“You look gorgeous, dear,” Sylvester's mum said. From the mirror, angelina saw nancy and tasha nodding. They really did work their magic. Perfectly, she should say. The first thing she noticed was her hair. Tasha didn’t overdo it. It was simple yet so beautiful. Her hair was still down, but instead it was designed into a messy braid but with curls. White flowers were pinned along the length, with a simple and elegant crystal tiara on top of her head. Her gaze moved down, and she was thankful to see that Sylvester's mum kept her make-up light. Her eyelashes were coated with mascara, and they appeared really long. Her li
Hours later, angelina laid in Sylvester's arms, sated and feeling more at peace than ever. “You haven't been eating much lately, What do you want for dinner?” Sylvester asked, running his fingers through her hair. “I’m craving strawberries,” angelina mumbled, scrolling through the phone Sylvester bought for her some days ago. “You can’t have strawberries for dinner, angel. Dessert and as a treat, yes. Not dinner.” he said, finality in his voice. Angelina rolled her eyes. “Says who.” “Says me.” “Why are you acting all bossy, I asked for a simple thing which was strawberry, if I ask you to give birth to my favourite egg, can you do so??.” His hand tightened around her hips. “You like me bossy and you know is impossible to do that without your help” Angelina suddenly remembered when leo informed her that Zac committed suicide. "Did Zac really commit suicide?"Angelina asked while arching an eyebrow but when her warm gaze got locked on him, she noticed that he had a cool and compo