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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
After Alex helped Iris settle on her chair and he did that as well, Francis came to assist and explained to them what they would get in this candlelight dinner. They would get a seven-course meal with some French naming menu on the table. For every course that came out, Francis always came and explained them one by one. Iris listened to him attentively with a polite expression. She also complimented Francis for his every creation and the team's hard work to prepare their dinner on such short notice. Francis looked like a pleased chief because he knew that making Iris happy would automatically make him feel good too—a plus point for Francis’ culinary experience. When it came to dessert time, Iris looked positively happy. "Oh, my God! The food here is perfect! I don't even know such a great restaurant located here," Iris said in between their light conversations during the dinner. "I take it that you like this one, baby?" he indulged her. And she nodded enthusiastically. He shoul
IRISShe felt a sense of peace when Alex took her in his arms and they danced intimately with just a faint melody of the restaurant’s speaker. Even the music did not match the elegant movements that Alex led. In the middle of the dance, Alex suddenly asked her, “Tell me, are you happy now?”She stopped the dance and looked up at him. She tried to search for what he meant by asking her that question. But Iris went to honesty and she answered based on how she felt since she met and finally married him. “I am happy but scared too…” she said. Laid bare the turmoil and a constant struggle inside her heart and head. “Why?” he expressed his concern verbally, while his hands steadily held her in his hug. “The happiness feels temporary like you can revoke it anytime, or… to be precise, this has a time limit.” All of her vulnerability was fully shown in front of Alex. She knew that a contract was a contract, it had an expiration date. But… could she hope and asked for more than this? Iri
Alex helped her when she walked slowly on her Valentino high heels. A cute pair of high heels from the personal shopper delivered for their candle light dinner. With the utmost care, Alex led her to the yacht deck. She was impatient with her slow progress, so she took off her heels and let herself walk bare feet. Alex nodded in approval, and glanced at her with his gaze full of lust it made her blush instantly. She remembered what Alex did last night with her bare feet in their lovemaking session. The captain and the cabin crews of the yacht stood in a safe distance behind them, ready to listen and carry out orders from Alex. They stood in silence and tried their best to give Alex and Iris’ privacy while still maintaining a safe hearing distance, in case Alex barked at them to do something. “How do you like the view?” Alex asked her while he hugged her from behind. “It’s fantastic, Alex,” she replied. “We will go over there, and we can relax a bit and even do night swimming if
Three months later… Alex walked out of the courthouse with Iris beside him. He kept Iris close and believed their bodyguards do their work perfectly to fend off the rush of journalists waiting outside. The buzz of the journalist throwing off the questions for them made Alex more protective of his pregnant wife. “Stay with me,” he said to Iris closely, in case Iris could not hear him well. Iris only nodded and put her body closer to him while walking together into their Rolls Royce car that was already on standby and waiting for their arrival. “Mr. Browning, how is the trial? Are you happy with the sentence? What do you feel that your father is a criminal convict?” The journalists viciously gave a bunch of questions at him, from the fair questions to the silliest and the most outrageous ones. “Mrs. Browning, are you alright? Do you think the sentence is fair after what Jonathan did to you? Please give us statements!” Some journalists shouted from afar, chasing Iris and Alex do
Alex went into full panic mode. He barked some orders here and there to prepare the driver to bring them to the hospital. Asking the ever-ready Brandon to prepare everything beforehand. From the hospital to the most prominent team of doctors to standby in the hospital and be ready when they arrived there. Iris at first refused Alex's protective–almost borderline panic insistence for them to check her situation at the hospital. She thought she was only having a bad day or had caught some common cold symptoms. But Alex was having none of it. He was persistent with his decision to bring her to the hospital and heard himself that she was okay. So here there was. The car was too slow for Alex, so he opted to call the pilot for his private helicopter to be ready in the next 15 minutes. They left the rooftop and arrived several minutes later at the hospital helipad. The hospital director was already on standby on the tarmac while the nurse brought the wheelchair to carry her! Iris
IRISSeveral days have passed since the kidnapping and the shooting of Alex. Her husband had already been discharged and recuperated in their penthouse. But, of course, he was still busy, as always. He was on the phone or focusing on his laptop, even when Iris asked him to pause and concentrate on his meal. He distractedly said okay but was still on the call with Brandon, Sheila, Noah Evans, and his other people. To appease her, Alex touched Iris here and there. He was making sure that he remembered Iris. But to be perfectly blunt, it was not her main objective. Her objective was to put her husband on bed rest and spend time in the penthouse–unwinding from the recent accident that cost him walking with crutches like this. "Alex! You need to eat something first!" Iris said when Alex distractedly took a slice of apples but ignored the main course that Iris already prepared, waiting for him to sit down and take the lunch together. "A minute, babe, I am still on call with Brandon," Al
Alex felt that he was getting lighter and might pass out soon. But he still ensured Iris was okay and no harm was done to her. “Are you hurt, baby?” Alex asked his wife, who was still crying, seeing how wrecked his thigh was after getting shot. Iris shook her head and watched how Sebastian expertly administered first aid to his wound. One of Sebastian's men already called the police and ambulance to take them. “My father?” Alex asked Sebastian. “He and Jake are wounded. My men neutralized them. I will check them after taking care of you first,” Sebastian responded seriously. Time went blurry in his perspective. Not long after, the ambulance and police sirens were heard outside, and finally, the first responders came and took over the procedures. When one of the police came intending to question Alex and Iris–Sebastian stepped in and answered all the inquiries. “I will take care of it. Don’t worry. I already asked Brandon to accompany you and Iris to the hospital while I deal wi
ALEXANDER Alexander was busy being the CEO interim before the legal paperwork was done and held back-to-back nonstop meetings until he received a call from Sebastian. He frowned and finally asked the remaining directors who still got the post to take a break, and they dutifully left the meeting room. Leaving Alex with his two assistants and his personal lawyer. “Sebastian?” Alex received the call from the first ring. “What is it?” he asked Sebastian. “Someone breaking in and rob Iris’s store–” Sebastian briefed him quickly, and he cursed his heart out. “What the fuck is that mean? How is Iris now? Is she safe? Where are your men, Sebastian?” He rapidly threw questions at Sebastian. He rose from the seat and nodded at Brandon–gesturing that he would deal with this issue and asked his assistant to deal with the rest in the office. “Where is she now?” Alex barked while waiting for the lift door to open and brought him to his car in the basement. “Where is the robber?” He fe
When Iris heard that man's phone ringing, Iris focused on him. "How is it?" that man asked his caller. "Can you set up the bail on him? How much is it? I will transfer right now!" added him. He then glanced at Iris–borderline fascinated, making her shiver because she was uncomfortable with how he stared at her. "Sure, let me know when Jonathan will arrive here. We can start negotiating with Alex then." After that, he ended the call and turned to her with a slimy smile she hated profoundly. "Now, Mrs Browning, rest and wait until Jonathan comes here. We will talk a lot after this," "Who are you?" Iris asked him again.
IRIS After the last night dining with Alex, Iris got a new perspective and advice from him concerning how she opened the new store. With a calculator in front of her and a laptop to calculate the initial expense and capital she needed for the new business–Iris stared at the Excel sheet blankly. Too many zeros, and Iris could not keep up. She recalculated again, and still, the numbers were not changing. She was pondering the numbers deeply when her phone rang again. She checked the caller, and it was the realtor. “Oh, hi! Sorry for the late response,” Iris greeted the realtor. She replied while she inspected the qu
The meeting room was buzzing with anticipation.Alex and his two assistants came earlier than his father and the cronies. Alexander was also accompanied by his lawyer–ready to back him up for today’s meeting.His father’s ‘former’ supporters came flooding the room one by one. They sent a discreet glance at Alex. Ensuring Alex was true to his words and would not leak their filthy criminal and offensive acts to the press surely brought them down.But Alex sat still with a perfect poker face. His opponents could not see and not understand what he was thinking."All the preparation is already in motion. We can strike the attack at your sign," Brandon whispered."Yes, let
"What do you mean unlimited?" Iris asked him with a horrified expression. But still, in his mind, her face was extremely cute, so he could not stop smiling at her. "That's exactly what I said. No budget for you. Just spend whatever you wish, baby! I won't stop you, my personal accountant or financial advisors," he replied casually just before the chef served the first course of their omakase fine dining style at this restaurant. Iris was just shaking her head in disbelief. "I am serious, Alex! You can't just answer my question like that! I need you to tell me honestly how much I should spend if I want to make a branch for my small shop," Iris, in reflex, took his sleeve-asking for his undivided attention given solely to her. “Alright, I am listening to you now,” he turned and focused on her. He drew his body closer to her until he smelled her divine scent throughout his nose. Iris was flustered when he charged like that. In front of the chef–no less!“What is it, baby? What do yo