Nathan’s POVWe had so many people left to greet over the next 45 minutes. I didn’t even know the grand room could hold this many people.I saw Grandfather walking towards us.“Amelie, my granddaughter,” Grandfather smiled. “Boy, does it feel good to say that. The style team is waiting in the room to refresh your makeup and hair for the photos.“Oh, thank you, Carrington,” Amelie stated.“Ahem,” Grandfather looked at her.“I mean, Grandfather,” Amelie smiled and kissed him on the cheek.“That’s more like it,” he grinned.Amelie kissed me on the cheek and headed for the dressing room.“So,” Grandfather said. “How do you feel?”“Like a trillion dollars,” I grinned.“Amelie is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime girl,” Grandfather announced. “Oh, by the way, the surprise gift you got Amelie for Christmas was just delivered.”“Fantastic!” I said joyfully. “Amelie will be over the moon.”“I’m sure she will,” Grandfather replied. “I have a special present for her, too.”“You do?” I questioned.
“You told me it was over," she spoke. "Do you have feelings for this slut?""I love her. I want to be with her, not you," he replied. "There is nothing you can do to change that.""I don't understand," she screamed, "She is nothing, a nobody. Have your fling like you always do, and be done with her. I am not moving out of the way for that, that woman.""No, you don't understand," he declared. "You never meant anything to me. You were a business deal—a marriage of convenience. I have what I want from you. I fulfilled my obligation. Now I want a divorce." She picked up the crystal vase and threw it in the direction of his head. He moved just in time to dodge it. It struck the fireplace brick and shattered in a ton of jagged shards."ARE YOU CRAZY?" He stared at her, bewildered."You're the one that has lost your mind," she said coyly. "I will take you for EVERYTHING you are worth. Let's see how long it lasts when your reputation is smeared all over the sidewalk.""Are you threatening m
Amelie’s POVThere are days in your life that stand out for good or bad. Days you’ll always remember and days you wish you could forget. I remember my eighth birthday as one of the happiest days of my life. My parents surprised me and took the family to New York. First, we saw a Broadway show and then visited Times Square.The best that happened that day was my dream of standing on Wall Street. While most young girls played wedding dress up, I was carried around my dad’s old messenger briefcase and giving financial advice. I knew, one day, I would be working on this street, and I vowed this to myself as I glanced at the Bull statue. I had always been obsessed with New York and Wall Street, and the fact that I spent the day exploring it with my three favorite people made it the perfect day ever.The nonstop pace of the city drew me in, and I was captured, heart and soul. It was love at first sight. I knew this was where I belonged and could not wait to call it my home one day.Unfortu
Amelie’s POVThis.Can not.Be.Happening.Someone, please wake me up from this awful nightmare. I have been at the hospital for 3 hours now, and still no word on what was going on. It was driving me crazy. I felt nauseated. Just then, Tiffany ran into the waiting room.“Ame! Oh my gosh! I heard, and I had to come and see you,” Tiffany said as she hugged me, “Is Zander ok?”“I don’t know, Tiff. I honestly don’t know.” I burst into tears.“Shhhh, he’s going to be ok. Your love will pull him through.” She wiped my tears away and hugged me for what felt like an eternity. It was exactly what I needed.Man, I loved Tiff. She was the best friend anyone could ever have. For the past 5 years, she has been my rock, comfort, and umbrella to weather any storm. We always joked that we should just get married and forget about men. Then Tiff messed up our plans and found the most amazing boyfriend, Peter. You could tell their love for each other just by looking at them. Honestly, Peter was a god am
Nathan’s POVOh, shut up! I thought to myself. Why do they need to keep going on about the “potential” the company has? I don’t care. I’m buying the company to break it up. As of tomorrow, Blake Industries will be no more. Don’t people understand that’s what I do? I swear if I hear the word potential one more time…“Dr. Michaels,” my PA spoke, “Are you in agreement?” He slowly and inconspicuously nodded his head.“Yes,” I responded. “It was nice doing business with you, gentlemen.” We shook hands. Thank God that was over.Samuel, my PA, followed me out the door. He advised me of all the upcoming appointments for tomorrow.“I’ve cleared your schedule for the rest of this afternoon. Mr. Michaels is asking for your presence at the hospital.”I sighed, “Tell him I’ll be there in half an hour.”My grandfather’s requests were never to be ignored. Even in his old age, he demanded respect from everyone around him. He was a powerhouse, and everyone in the finance sector and beyond knew it. I
Nathan’s POVAs I pushed the elevator button to head to the VIP ward, I still thought about the beautiful goddess in the café. Why didn’t I approach her right away? I blew that chance. I sigh and run my hand through my hair.My grandfather’s room was the most oversized room on the private VIP floor. Corner room, of course. Just like his office at Michaels Investment Group. It would be my office one day, but it is now vacant. Carrington Michaels had a larger-than-life persona. Everything he did spoke of power and dominance. He garnered attention everywhere he went and demanded excellence from everyone around him. When my father passed away when I was 14 years old, my grandfather stepped in to be the father figure I needed. My mother, in her insurmountable grief, had stepped away from me after my father’s death. I had lost both parents the day my father died. I owed everything to this man. Even during my years away at boarding school, he was just a phone call or a plane ride away. He wa
Amelie’s POVI felt better after having a scone, tea, and a good cry. I couldn’t help but feel someone was watching me as I sat in the corner of the café, but when I looked up, I couldn’t see anyone there. I headed to the bathroom to freshen up and wipe my tear-stained face. Oh my god, I looked like a mess. I dug through my purse to find my make-up bag. Luckily, I had a face wipe and proceeded to freshen up.I headed to the front information desk of the hospital.“Hi, my brother, Zander Cavanaugh, was brought in earlier, and they said they were moving him to a room. Can you please tell me where his room is?” I politely asked.“Ah yes, Zander Cavanaugh, Room 412 on the VIP floor.” She spoke.“I think that’s a mistake. We can’t afford the VIP floor. Can you please recheck?” I glance at her, puzzled.“No, that’s his room. We are bursting at the seams today with patients. Dr. Carrera advised the hospital to put your brother on the VIP floor. The hospital is not charging you for the room.
Nathan’s POVI was finding it hard to concentrate on anything today. Yesterday, I ran into the girl of my dreams. “Amelie,” I purr. The taste of her name on my lips was delicious. I had never been affected by a woman like this before. I needed to know her, to possess her, to consume her. I thought of all the things that I would do to her. How my lips would taste every inch of her body. How I would make her cum repeatedly until I was ready to claim her and slam myself inside her. Oh, how I would mark her with my cum. I was rock hard thinking about it, even though I had jerked off twice in the shower this morning to the vision of her face. I couldn’t get rid of the hard-on that had persisted since I met her yesterday.“Dr. Michaels? Dr. Michaels?”I glanced up to find Samuel standing in front of my desk. How long had he been standing there?“Lost in thought?” Samuel smiles.If he only knew all the sinful things floating through my mind right now, I’m sure he’d be blushing. “Samuel, any
Nathan’s POVWe had so many people left to greet over the next 45 minutes. I didn’t even know the grand room could hold this many people.I saw Grandfather walking towards us.“Amelie, my granddaughter,” Grandfather smiled. “Boy, does it feel good to say that. The style team is waiting in the room to refresh your makeup and hair for the photos.“Oh, thank you, Carrington,” Amelie stated.“Ahem,” Grandfather looked at her.“I mean, Grandfather,” Amelie smiled and kissed him on the cheek.“That’s more like it,” he grinned.Amelie kissed me on the cheek and headed for the dressing room.“So,” Grandfather said. “How do you feel?”“Like a trillion dollars,” I grinned.“Amelie is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime girl,” Grandfather announced. “Oh, by the way, the surprise gift you got Amelie for Christmas was just delivered.”“Fantastic!” I said joyfully. “Amelie will be over the moon.”“I’m sure she will,” Grandfather replied. “I have a special present for her, too.”“You do?” I questioned.
Nathan’s POVIt’s Official. Amelie is mine! I am so incredibly happy right now. It’s like one of those old-time movies. I want to shout it from the rooftops.Desiree signals the music, and we start down the aisle. “Wait?” Amelie whispers to me. “Is that, I do by ABBA?”“Yes,” I smirked.Just when I thought her smile couldn’t get any bigger, she took it up another notch.“Thank you, hubby,” Amelie grinned.“You’re welcome, wifey,” I said with a smile.We were barely out the door when Desiree accosted us and directed us over in front of the fireplace for the receiving line.The entire gang came and hugged us before everyone emerged from the grand room.“I’m thrilled that you two are married!” Kimmy shouted and hugged us both at the same time.“Stock Market, I guess I owe you a car,” Dante said, then looked at Amelie and winked.What was that for?“Thank you both of you for helping make our ceremony so special,” Amelie praised.“You’re welcome,” Kimmy replied. “Twerkley
Nathan’s POVThe music started up again, and I looked down the aisle, and the sight left me breathless. Amelie, on her brother’s arm, looked like an angel. My love. My everything. My goddess. I wanted to drop to my knees and worship her. She looked like she was on the verge of tears, but not sad tears, happy ones. Could she want this as much as I do? My eyes welled up with tears, and I gently wiped them. Amelie smiled at me, and a mile-wide grin broke out on my face.She slowly glided down the aisle as if she were walking on air. Time stood still as I willed it to speed up so I could touch her and taste her as we sealed our life together with a kiss.I quickly looked over at my mother, and she looked shocked. Like she wasn’t expecting Amelie to be walking down the aisle, I’d have to look into that later. I didn’t want to waste another second of my gaze on her.Amelie and Zander neared me, and I stepped forward to take her hand. The touch was electric. I could tell we both felt it.Zan
Amelie’s POV“Amelie!” Tiff declared. “You almost gave me a heart attack.”“Mon Ami,” Simone breathed out. “I was ready to claw her eyes out.”“Me too!” Philipe uttered.“Sorry, everyone,” I stated. “I needed all of your reactions to be realistic.”Sergio spoke, “Bella, we must hurry. Time to get the real masterpiece on you.”Morgan was already behind me, unlacing and unclasping like a woman possessed.I held my arm over my bare chest as they dropped the prototype to the floor, and I stepped out of it. Immediately, I stepped into the actual dress, and Morgan was clasping and lacing me back up.“Oh my gosh, Morgan, did you do something to the dress?” I smiled at her.“I might have done a bit of extra embroidery on the corset,” she said sheepishly, “and I did this.”Morgan pointed to the small train at the back.I gasped. Morgan had embroidered the A & N scrolled writing elegantly on the hem. Followed by today's date.“Oh, Morgan,” I cried.“Don’t hug me!” Morgan warned. “No one touches
Amelie’s POVMy style team, along with a few extra stylists, is working on everyone’s hair and makeup right now. The photographer has been snapping pictures of everything, and the champagne is flowing. I have nursed on a single glass for the past two hours. I want to be able to remember every single detail of this day. Every moment. I want to remember walking down the aisle towards Nathan. I’m fairly certain I’m going to start crying at some point. My vows, which I have chosen, tell Nathan exactly how I feel. Whether he believes that or not, I’m expressing them. At least it will be a good show for everyone in attendance.Carrington made everything perfect for us in the room. We all have matching robes and slippers that have our roles embroidered on them. He also has necklaces and earrings laid out for my ladies.The photographer advised me she had the wedding dress and bridesmaid dresses out in the flower conservatory for pictures this morning. She stated there was so much security sh
Amelie’s POVJust as I was going to leave the dining room, Carrington walked in.“Amelie, my beautiful granddaughter-to-be!” Carrington said as he walked towards me and embraced me in a hug.“Carrington,” I hugged him back. “Thank you for everything that you are doing for us today.”“Amelie, you and Nathaniel are my family. You remind me so much of my beloved Jo-Jo. You are literally the best thing that has ever happened to Nathaniel.”“He is the best thing that has ever happened to me, Carrington,” I replied.Carrington leaned into my ear, “I know you love him, Amelie.”I pulled back and nodded.“Tell him, Amelie,” Carrington exclaimed.“I am tonight,” I advised and smiled.“Good,” Carrington grinned. “Now, you and all your gorgeous ladies need to start getting ready. Your style team, photographer, and Desiree are all waiting for you. One of the spare rooms on the main floor, just beside the grand staircase, had been decorated and set up for you to get ready for the wedding.”“Thank
Amelie’s POVBeep beep beep….ugh, stupid alarm clock. Five more minutes. I didn’t sleep that well. The bed at Carrington’s mansion was comfortable enough, but the lack of Nathan’s arms around me was very noticeable.Suddenly, my eyes open in shock at the realization that today is the wedding.I’m as nervous as hell. In four hours, I will become Mrs. Amelie Michaels, but the thing that makes me more nervous is the fact that I’ve already decided to tell Nathan that I’m in love with him when we get back to the Honeymoon suite. I don’t know how he’s going to react, but I need to do it. I can’t hold back the truth anymore. I’m in love with Dr. Nathaniel Carrington Michaels. I hope the feeling is reciprocated, although it doesn’t matter either way. I can’t live 3 years of my life pining in secret.I talked to Dr. Yvonne about expressing my emotions at our last session. I didn’t tell her it was a contract marriage, however. I told her that I had a hard time telling Nathan my emotions. She ha
Amelie’s POVOf course, Vivian needs to make herself the center of attention by any means.“No worries,” Carrington stated. “I’ll get someone to clean that up. We'd better have dinner before Zander passes out.”I giggled.Soup, salad, and main entrée were served. I noticed the chicken selection was my mother’s Cordon Bleu recipe and smiled. I mouthed thank you to Carrington, and he smiled.“Carrington, you must get your chef to give me the Cordon Bleu recipe,” Vivian spoke. “It is simply divine.” Vivian took another bite and moaned.“Actually, Amelie can give you the recipe,” Carrington advised. “It’s her mother’s recipe.”Vivian started choking.“Mother, are you ok?” Nathan asked.Vivian took a swig of her water. “Yes, just a little too much seasoning on that bite.”“Your mom must have been an amazing cook,” Dutton stated.“She was,” Zander replied. “I don’t remember much about her, but I do remember the family dinners. Mom put so much love into her cooking.”“That’s a special memory
Amelie’s POVWe all made our way to the dining room. I could see that Tiff was kind of hiding from Samuel. So I grabbed her and told the others to go on ahead without us.“Are you ok?” I asked.“It’s just a little awkward,” Tiff replied. “Samuel makes my heart race when I see him, but I still need time.”“I understand,” I said.Nathan came out of the dining room and headed towards us.“Is everything ok?” he questioned.“Tiff is just feeling a little awkward with Samuel,” I stated.“Ah, I see,” Nathan responded. “I thought that might be the reason. I made sure he’s not sitting across from Tiff.”“Really?” I smiled.“Yes, really,” Nathan grinned.I moved towards Nathan and hugged him.“You’re so considerate, my schmoopie,” I squeezed him tight.“Well, the more considerate I am, the more hugs I get,” Nathan teased.“Oh, so that’s how it is. All a ploy to get me to smush you,” I said, raising my eyebrow. “I’m on to you, mister.”“Oh no, I’ve been discovered,” Nathan chuckled.“I’m onto yo