(Alexander’s POV) “You may kiss your wife,” the officiant said, but my lips molded Leigh’s lips before he could finish his line. Leigh and I laughed as we watched Alfie’s video that he had sent us. I saw myself as tears rolled down my cheeks as I claimed her mouth, tasting the sweetness of my wife’s lips and feeling the overflowing happiness that we had finally renewed our vows. We were seated on the couch, facing the king-sized bed where the twins slept soundly. “Renewal of vows,” Leigh whispered as she leaned her head on my shoulder. “When I saw you and Chase talking this morning -” I cut him. “He was telling me the big problem I’d face if I continued my plan of marrying Zyra.” Her almond-shaped eyes gaped at me, looking at me with wonder. “Why didn’t you sign the divorce papers, Alex?” I planted a kiss on her hair. “Because I always hoped we will have our chance, Leigh.” “Me, too,” She smiled, but her eyes squinted and asked me, “When they said that the groom was missing, I
(Leigh’s POV)“Leigh, we have a problem,” Ella, my beautiful assistant, is likely to cry.I force a smile, hoping the worst problem she is telling me has something to do with the suppliers or the venue, not involving the bride and the groom.Before she came in, I was meditating, and I have never done that, except now. The silver-white color of the black-out drapes in the large glass window of the hotel room was open, making it possible for the sun’s rays to kiss my face. Despite my fear of height, I have chosen to sit beside the window to meditate and divert my worries about our event today.Mei requested that we wear black for today’s affair, adding a baby pink scarf to match the wedding motif. I love and hate wearing black, and today, I was not comfortable with the color, especially at a weddi
(Leigh’s POV)“Me?”My voice echoed in the hallway.“Do you want to die now, Alfie?” I utter calmly, but my glaring eyes are fixed on him, hoping that he would get hurt with my dagger eyes.He coughs, pretending to choke and mouth shrugging downward. He walks behind Ella as if he could hide his body in hers.“I agree with...” says Chase, reading my assistant’s name in his nameplate. “Alfie.” His brown eyes sparkle with amusement. “You’re beautiful and --”He stops when I raise my index finger. If we were in a different situation, what he said would make my heart flutter, but he agreed with my gay friend and assistant about making me the bride.“You have just suggested I throw myself at the pit of eternal damnation,” I snarl at
(Alexander’s POV)Chase wasn’t done explaining to me yet where on earth she got me a bride when the pianist started playing the Bridal Chorus. My forehead creased as I turned toward the woman in white walking alone in the aisle. She was wearing a simple silver-white wedding gown Mei had chosen.Mei, running away on our wedding day was devastating already, taking a bride from somewhere was another highly upsetting decision.“Trust me, Alex,” Chase whispered as we both watched the bride walking slowly in the aisle. Until she got here in front, I would not breathe. “Just be ready because I will be pursuing her after your divorce. She’s a Kiera Knightley, very beautiful.” He chuckled as he excitedly shared with me a little detail about her.I took a deep breath, holding to his last words as he gave me hope and as
(Alexander’s POV)Kayleigh Davis is my lawfully wedded wife, and right now, she is standing in front of me, wearing nothing but my top pajama, which is enough to cover a portion of her upper thighs.“Sorry, we have to share one pajama,” she smiles sheepishly as she brushes her hair. “I asked Alfie to bring me fresh clothes tomorrow.”I watch her climb up the bed and take her smartphone. She taps the bed excitedly. “Come here, Alex. Come on, hurry!”Wondering what it is about, I sit beside her, only to find out she is facing a camera and not some message from her cellphone. She pulls my arm closer to her, making my manhood hard as my nostrils catch her sweet-smelling scent. She puckers her mouth on my cheek then clicks the camera. She checks the picture afterward and then pouts her lips.
(Leigh’s POV)Alfie and his big mouth shared in his vlog how our day ended yesterday, and even without telling who the client was, it somehow showed a few seconds of us, Alex kissing me passionately on the lips after the pronouncement. Kayla, my sister, and one of his few followers saw the video, and the news spread like wildfire in the forest.I was doing my early stretching when my phone rang. It was my brother’s Carlos, and when I ignored the call, I had another call.I found myself panicking and screaming, running like crazy to the open bathroom, forgetting that my Adonis husband was taking a shower.When he asked me my problem, I completely forgot about it as my eyes darted on his majestic shaft. I have never seen a real one in my entire life, except in pictures from my science classes, but is this what they call long, massive. All I
(Leigh’s POV)Before Alex could explain himself, I had already hit his hand on my thigh with my cellphone, making him roar with laughter. He raises his hands after ending the call and still laughing.“Chase won’t accept any of my explanations anyway,” he says, picking his cup and sipping coffee. “He likes you,” he continued as his smile disappeared.I almost choked at what he said.He heaves a deep sigh and leans on the backrest of the chair. “So, tell me about your family before we go there.” He clucks his tongue and shakes his head, surprising me. “I don’t want to go in a war without knowing anything, Leigh.”I frown at him. “You’re not going into a war, husband,” I utter, twitching my lips and squinting my eyes. “But come to think of it,
(Alexander’s POV)“When you said home, I didn’t expect this long travel, Leigh,” I didn’t mean to complain, but three hours of driving was not a joke. “Where do I turn?” I asked as we entered a rough road.“Do you see those string lights ahead?” She pointed with her finger. “And do you see that house? You can stop the car there.”“I need a massage later,” I groan, massaging the back of my neck. Should I have known the long drive, I have asked my driver this morning.“I’ll give you a full massage later if we survive this one,” Leigh said, struggling to unfasten her seatbelt. She cursed under her breathe, causing me to shake my head.“Let me do it,” I shake my head, unbuckling my seatbelt to help her with hers. Her hands are