Chapter 3 Samantha

I'm getting married today. I should be happy. And I did in the end. IN I have a wonderful friend, Victor, a protector for years, and now a business partner. We will both only profit from this marriage, u in every sense. My friend and godmother Rose, jumping around me, like that is euphoric as if she is getting married. She doesn't know the reasons I'm coming into this marriage. Only Victor and I know them.

"You are beautiful, Samantha! I'm so glad for you. Victor is just right kind. You need someone like that, don't you? ”I nod as I put on my earrings.

The ceremony will be small, on my side, there is only Rose. I don't have a father and a mother, they died a couple of years ago, uncle and his family I don't want to see either hear. They stopped contacting me when I was eighteen, when I was able to dispose of the money from the foundation, moved out, and enrolled in the Faculty of Economics.

I was indescribably lucky to meet him in the first days of my studies Victor. We have been best friends since then and now we will be spouses as well.

"Let me see my wife!" He just bursts into my room.

“Victor! Get out! It is an accident to see the bride before the ceremony! ”Rose he yells at him, and he and I can only giggle.

"You are beautiful, Samantha. Thank you for this. "

"Thank you, darling." Let's hug again, even though we don't have any more bits of doubt and doubt. This is the only, real step for two people like ours. His godfather Clark enters the room so he hugs me too. I know him I'm not my favorite person at the moment but he is trying to accept me for the sake of it Victor. Everything is ready, everyone is in their places, and Victor's father

Dale takes my hand and leads me to Victor.

A little further from Victor stands his brother Blake. He also arrived yesterday from at first this man arouses some uneasiness in me. I can feel his gaze on me wherever I go and he does it without any shame, he stares so obviously.  Is he trying to read me, does he already suspect that this marriage is fake? Victor, assures me that my brother knows nothing.

He never told me about him, all I knew was that he had moved to Seattle. Still, I feel something dark and mysterious in him as he looks at me like this penetrating. In front of him, I'm afraid of my reaction, as if he's analyzing me, trying to penetrate my thoughts, reading my movements and facial expressions in a way that I do not want.

My gaze often escapes him against my will because it is so impressive, mysterious, so much so that I am afraid of the force that attracts me from the first moment he stepped into my room and I saw his occurrence. Tall, handsome, black-haired, black-eyed, like some dark knight who an arrow with his eyes, one word of which you obey without the slightest hesitation.

What particularly surprises me is my reaction to it. He looked staring at my face, he predatorily approached me the moment we met, shook my hand, and awakened in me some desire to stay

there as long as possible. My body recognized it as desirable, though to be forbidden. Why is this happening to me now, when I haven't felt that desire in years, actually never. I never wanted a man or looked at him in a way who I watch him. Completely taken away, I stood and looked back at him. I don’t know what this is about, but I’m happy because he’s leaving in a few days back to Seattle, just as Victor and I start working at his firms.

The whole ceremony was over, even my eyes watered because of Victor who so tried to make this look like a real wedding. I know he wanted to for to me this looks like a fairy tale because this is all I can get.

Blake is just approaching me looking at me in his own disturbing way, which makes me freeze in place and stop breathing. I mean, I think I’m afraid of that man, I don’t know any different explain what it evokes in me with your gaze and the way we approach.

Silently he takes my hands in his, slowly approaches me, and kisses both of their faces. For God's sake, how can an ordinary greeting card shake me like that disabled at the same time?

Clark and Victor are talking at the table, and my attention is on again taking away Blake and his conversation with my father-in-law. It upsets me to it hurt the fact that he had just announced his return and work with us at the firm.

How to treat him, how to work with him, when me his the look offends when its proximity throws me into a state of deprivation?

I don’t understand what’s happening to me, and I have no one to ask. Rose me he ran his elbow and threw it out of my thoughts.

"For God's sake, who is it?"

"Who?"

"This black man who looks here like a madman! Alas, I think I'm running this with me at home tonight! ”

I follow the look where she is staring at it so I shake a little. Blake again stared at us.

"That's my brother-in-law. Blake. "

“Ooooo great, I’m going to meet him and ask him for the first dance.

I'm just wet from his gaze. Look at him, he's so dominant and dangerous. Mmmmmm… is dangerously tempting! ”

She gets up without any hesitation, walks over to him, leans over a little his face, and whispered something to him. She doesn't seem to like his answer while he quickly moves her hand away from his shoulder, because she frowned and she snorted and returned to her place upset.

"Jerk!" She just mumbled as she sat in her seat angrily and upset.

"What did he tell you?"

"That I shouldn't offer myself to him because he has no intention of touching me. But the way to which he said it! It's like I hate him! It's disgusting. I withdraw everything I said about him. ”He finished sharply and quite loudly, without hesitation other people's ears.

She won't look at him anymore, but that's why I need to throw a look because I don’t understand what a normal man would refuse a high blonde, of perfect proportions and a face like hers? Well, the guys are on their own throw underfoot!

He’s still looking at me so I stop to look at her because she looks like this one for a moment she forgot about Blake's refusal and went dancing with a colleague from the firm. After the ceremony and celebration, Victor carries me across the threshold, doc Blake and his father-in-law follow in our footsteps. Take me by the hand to our room and just he greeted his brother and father and led me inside.

"Well, thank God!" He finally breathed, and I followed him.

"Let's get this over with."

"That's right, women. You go to sleep, and I have to go for a while.

Just so my father and Blake fall asleep so they can't hear me, okay? ”

"Of course, I know. You owe this one redemption. Go and good luck! ”

"When I return, I will sleep there on the ottoman, and from tomorrow we will say yes I'm snoring and you can't sleep from me so I'll move to the guest room. "

"OK, I hope Dale doesn't question too much. And Victor, what are we going to do when he asks about the grandchildren? ”I sigh a little discouraged because she will be a lot of questions and expectations that we will have to lie about while doing it I really don't like the wonderful man.

"We will not break our heads about that now. We are young, just finished our studies and we start working. We'll come up with something. ”He calmed me down a bit and went to the bathroom while I take off my wedding dress and take off a bunch of hairpins. He winks we leave the room, happy for my "date", so I go to take it off makeup and shower.

As of today, I am a married woman. I have to get used to being Mrs. Now Douglas. There is no more Samantha Clarkson. Samantha Douglas. Sounds correct. Much better than Clarkson.