CHAPTER FIVE: THRICE DIVORCED NOW A BILLIONAIRE’S BRIDE

July’s POV:

Although I was already in the courtroom, I couldn’t bring myself to walk in. I was already an hour late, but it felt like I was rooted to this spot. I’ve been married three times, and I’ve never felt this way before.

“Having second thoughts?” Douglas’s voice sounded in front of me, pulling me out of my thoughts. When did he get here?

“No, no, I was just a little bit nervous.”

“You don’t have to be. Here, these are for you.” He said and handed me flowers.

“Thanks.”

He gave me a once-over, his eyes lingering on my cleavage a little longer than normal before looking away. If he didn’t have this reaction, I would have been pissed because Avery had put a lot of effort into my looks today.

She chose this milk-color corset because, according to her, it makes my waist tiny, my hips pronounced, and shows just the right amount of cleavage.

I carefully looked at him too. He looked a little bit different today, but maybe it was just because of the hairstyle. I think this hairstyle is called wolf cut or something, I really can’t tell. His tailored suit stuck to him like a second skin, almost making me drool.

“You can stare all you want after we’re done signing. For now, let’s not keep the judge waiting anymore.” He whispered, pulling me out of la-la land.

“I didn’t complain when you were undressing me with your eyes.” I slapped back as I accepted his outstretched hand, and we walked hand in hand into the judge’s chambers.

“By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife.” The judge declared and rose to his feet.

I twirled the rock on my finger, still completely amazed by the size. This ring would definitely cost a fortune.

“Would you like to kiss the bride?” The judge asked.

“If only she wants me to. Do I have your permission?”

“Huh?”

“Permission to kiss you ma’am.” He whispered, his voice so deep and low, that it made me press my legs together to suppress the pressure that was building between my thighs.

I nodded in approval because I didn’t trust my voice right now. He cupped my shoulders with his hands and lowered his head.

Even though I had anticipated the kiss, the feel of his lips on mine brought flashbacks from the day before, making my stomach do a little somersault.

The kiss intensified, and now his hands were on my waist, roaming freely. The smell of his aftershave and cologne nearly sent me over the edge with lust. He was no better than me because I could feel his hard-on through his pants.

I raised my hands and slid them around his neck, my fingertips slid over the fine fabric of his suit, encountering the smooth cotton of his white collar, then finally found the soft thickness of his hair.

Without hesitation, I stroked it and just like that, the kiss became more urgent, intense and deep. A soft moan escaped both of our mouths as his tongue slipped into my mouth, devouring every corner.

The kiss stopped abruptly, but he didn’t let me go immediately because I was wobbling. His hands moved from my waist back to my shoulders as he steadied me.

The sound of claps echoing throughout the judge’s chambers cleared away the euphoria of lust that had clouded my thinking. Color rose to my cheeks when I opened my eyes and discovered that there were now more people in the room.

My mouth hung open as I noticed one person amongst them- the prince of Monaco, prince Fredrick. He stood beside a good-looking man who was openly checking me out.

This is unbelievable, but what do I expect when I married the wealthiest man on earth.

“If you don’t get your eyes off my wife, Lucas Wang, I’d be forced to pull them out.”

Lucas Wang? A small voice screamed in my head. Lucas is a mysterious billionaire who, just like Douglas, never shows his face in public.

“I see it all clearly now.” Lucas said, his eyes still on me.

“I’m warning you for the last time, Lucas. Get your eyes off my wife.”

Lucas didn’t reply, but just walked up to him and whispered in his ear before returning to his position. Douglas’s face darkened immediately as he stared at me.

“I’m hosting a congratulatory party for the both of you. I already emailed your husband the details, so don’t be late.” Lucas said, already strolling outside.

“I know they won’t tell you, but before you step outside, have it in mind that your ex-husband is outside creating a scene.” Prince Fredrick informed me before he turned around and left.

It’s a good thing I was too stunned to speak because the question “which one?”almost slipped out my tongue.

“I don’t know how well this would sit with you July, but from today henceforth, you’re no longer permitted to act without my permission. Your movements would be restricted, and once we step outside this courtroom I’ll be changing your phone, and your new phone would be cloned to mine. Do we have an understanding?”

I couldn’t speak because my mouth hung wide open as I stared at him bewildered. There were two solid questions on my mind right now. One: what in the devil’s name have I gotten myself into?

Two: which of my ex-husbands had the guts to show up here?

And right now, there was only one way to find out the answer to the number two question. So, pushing my thoughts away, I nodded in approval to Douglas’s question and held onto his outstretched hand as we stepped out together.

But before we stepped outside, he leaned in and whispered in my ears. “Don’t forget tonight is our wedding night July. Hope you’re ready to pick up from where we left things earlier.”