Iris waved her free hand to Alex shortly when he greeted her, and it made the officiant and the guests chuckle at her antics. Thankfully her silliness could lighten the mood. “Shall we start, the bride and the groom? Ladies and Gentlemen?” All the guests murmured okay, and it was the cue for the officiant to start the ceremony. The Priest started to talk, and he gave such a beautiful speech about marriage life and how love was such a miracle and a strong foundation for the couple who experienced them in their lives. The atmosphere was running solemnly until the priest led Alex to say his marriage vows. Alex talked confidently and repeated his vows while looking at Iris deeply. “I, Alexander Roman Browning, take you, Iris Patricia Denvier, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.”Iris choked up when she heard his vows. And when it was her time t
ALEXANDER The wedding ceremony ran smoothly. He was legally Iris’ husband. They exchanged vows at ease. He made his vows solemnly and meant every word he said. A surge of feeling coursed through his body when the Priest pronounced them husband and wife in front of God. Now he led Iris in his hand into the garden for their private party reception. Their small guests already waited for them in their designated seats arranged by the wedding organizer led by his assistant—Sheila. She was a busybody that everyone needed. She made his wedding run without hassle, and he would gladly give her another annual bonus once he successfully took over his father’s position in the company. The garden party looked like a 100% Iris theme. Floral, sweet, feminine, yet still elegant. “How do you like the party?” Alex checked up on his wife once again. She looked like a dazed beautiful woman lost in a wonderland. “It is incredible! I couldn’t say thank you enough to Sheila, who made this come true
Alex gritted his teeth, seeing who crashed his small intimate wedding party. It was his father. “What are you doing here, father?” Alex hissed angrily. His father’s presence completely pissed him off. Especially with Iris here, completely blissful on their wedding day. The kidnapping situation schemed by his father also had not yet been resolved. Alex did not yet find a better punishment fit for his father. “Why? To congratulate you, of course!” His father’s mocking laughter boomed around the open garden. Alex saw Sebastian’s men already barricaded Iris, and she was hugged by her three best friends, who threw a sharp gaze at his father. They acted like a proper shield for his wife. “Bullshit! Just say what you want and get the fuck out of this place!” Alex threw a venomous order to his father. The arrival of his father was an oversight on his part. He should have anticipated that his father would come and ruin his wedding. His father shook his head in disappointment. He
IRISIris watched the drama between her now husband–Alex– with his father unfold in front of her eyes.Now she realized why Alex hated his father, rebelled with all his might, and refused to obey his father’s order.Bad blood was an understatement to describe their relationship.After Alex kicked out his father and the useless bodyguards because they failed to keep Alex’s father safe from Alex and Sebastian’s wrath, the atmosphere around her gradually relaxed.“I am deeply sorry for this disturbance, babe,” Alex, without hesitation, came across her and put her in his big warm h
She felt tired after they finally arrived at the hotel. Alexander patiently waited for her to stroll through the corridor after they exited the private lift to the presidential suite Alex had rented for their wedding night. He nibbled her ears and neck during their short journey in the lift. Soft compliments and hot promises were uttered in between, making her turn on and crave more. “I can’t believe you are finally becoming mine,” he said while caressing her body still wrapped in a wedding dress. When the lift door opened, her face was already beet red and Alex out of the blue took her body and carried her bridal style until they reached the foyer of the presidential suite. He opened the door and took her again until they reached the master bedroom already decorated in a theme of a romantic wedding night. Hundreds of red petals of roses scattered around the master bedroom. Filled the room with the soft fragrance of the roses. Added with half dozen flower bouquets prepared and
ALEXANDERThey spent the night full of passion. He pleasured her all night and stopped when the dawn broke and Iris said she couldn’t take it anymore. He slept well and woke up well-rested around 11 AM in the noon. Iris was still sleeping deeply beside him and he couldn’t help himself from kissing her cute nose. Iris swatted his face unconsciously and he chuckled because of her antics. After stretching, he went to the bathroom and cared for his business. He took a cold shower, washed his face and brushed his teeth. Even when he finished doing his things, Alex checked that his wife still slept peacefully. A cast of sunlight came through the curtains and made her auburn hair shine exquisitely under it. She was fucking beautiful he counted his blessings every day. He let her sleep a little longer and chose to work in the living room. He checked the phone and saw dozens of emails come through the inbox after Sheila sorted them out. Alex called room service and asked them to prepare
Up until the afternoon, they were just resting and making out which turned into several making-love sessions. Iris begged him to stop and let her rest and have a lovely evening strolling and pleaded with him to have a nice romantic dinner outside the hotel suite. Like a pussy-whipped he was, Alexander of course agreed to whatever Iris asked him. That was why he was waiting for the personal shopper to bring Iris' designer cocktail dress from the boutique delivered pronto to their presidential suite. He even offered to call Iris to call a professional makeup artist and hair to do her makeup. But Iris vehemently refused the idea and stated that she didn't need the team to do her simple makeup that night. She just wanted to spend the night with him as much as she could, sans the bed. It was a bummer for him, but he thought that they still have countless nights in the future, so he let this one go. While his wife was waiting for the dress, she put on her makeup and made her beaut
“Where are we going?” Iris asked him excitedly a moment later after he exited the bedroom and impatiently waited for her to finish dolling up. She emerged like a nymph and casually walked toward him with a smile that could waver his heart. Alex was ready to kiss her, but she put her hands on his mouth and threw an angry gaze at him, “Don't touch me! I spent almost an hour putting this makeup on!” she said. Alex receded and he suppressed his wants by following her instruction. Bummer!“Alright!” He put his hands up, a gesture to surrender. Seeing that, Iris then softened her gaze and stances. A satisfied smile graced her sensual lips, thinking he backed down and did not touch her during their dinner and expected him to be on his best behavior. “We will have a simple candlelight dinner to answer your question. I already reserve the place. We need to take a chopper first though,” Alex answered her question. Even though he was barred to kiss and messing up her makeup, he still adamant