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After a week-long honeymoon in Switzerland, we were slowly falling back into our routine in New York. Enzo resumed work much too eagerly, citing various pending cases, whereas I took my time to ease into everything. The best part about my job was that I could do it at the comfort of my home without ever having to interact with anyone. I could decide the pace of it and as long as I delivered on time, nobody cared. That invariably gave me more time with Emmy and also with Sara and Mark.The new romance in the city was beginning to wear off as the both of them faced the reality of making things work. Things that once enchanted them about each other were beginning to become issues that needed more than conversations to solve. One such day, things got out of hand. Emmy and I stepped out in the evening to visit a park when I got a call from Sara, wailing. “Oh, stop crying, Sara. It’s such a silly issue.” I said, watching Emmy as she ran around in the park. “But he was so mean to me!”
For the days following that dinner, things got pretty busy. When we were not out in the city, exploring the various places in our itinerary, Enzo and I locked ourselves up in our room and made love like there was no tomorrow. It was crazy how much we craved each other even after being with each other for so long. “That was intense.” I muttered as I buried my face in his neck, lying atop him. We just finished a steamy session in our hotel room in Interlaken, and judging by our record since the past few days, I would not be moving any time soon. Enzo rubbed my back gently, making goosebumps erupt on my back. “I’m not done with you yet.” He said, kissing my shoulder, “I don’t want to catch the flight back tomorrow.” I smiled, nuzzling my nose against his cheek, “Do you want to stay back in Switzerland for ever?” “I’m utterly tempted too.” He said, “I don’t want to go back to the hustle of New York. I want to retire already and spend the rest of my life with you and Emmy in the moun
“God, I miss Emmy already.” I said as I glanced at the mountains. The restaurant we were currently seated at was magnificent. In fact, everything about this honeymoon was very well curated, taking us to the best of places and offering us luxurious stays everywhere. “Do you think I should call her?” I mumbled, looking at Enzo. He was busy reading the news on his phone when he replied, “Babe, you called her three hours ago.” I groaned, “You’re right, and she’s probably sleeping.” I said, “I feel guilty for leaving her all alone there.” “She’s not alone,” He said, looking up from his screen, “Besides, it’s our honeymoon. Nobody gets their kid to their honeymoon. I’m sure you’re not the first one in history to feel this way.” He was right. I was just so used to having her around all the time that despite the distance between us, my thoughts were filled by her. Just a few more days and I would see her again. “Excuse me, ma’am.” I heard the waiter say as he approached our table. He
As fate would have it, just as the ceremony concluded, the sky rumbled with thunder.By the time we could do anything, it started pouring without a warning. “This part of your surprise too?” I asked, gazing up into his eyes as everyone else hurried into the house. “I wish,” He sighed, “It’s a great touch in the end, isn’t it?” “Enzo! Cassie! Get inside!” Liza called from the house. All the guests have found a shade somewhere or the other and it was just both of us that needed to get back in. But I was in no hurry. “I agree,” I said, turning back toward Enzo. “Haters might call it a bad omen, but I won’t.” He threw his head back and laughed, “We’ve plenty of bad omens, darling. This seems like a blessing in disguise. After all, what part of our relationship was normal?” “True.” “You idiots!” Liza yelled again, “Do you want to catch a cold on your wedding night? Come back in here.” “I think you guys should join us.” I yelled back, hooking my arm around Enzo. “Are you nuts?” Sh
After exactly thirty minutes, Enzo’s car pulled up on the porch. I walked to the window once again, my heart pounding in my chest. Enzo was the first one to step out this time, tucking a velvet box inside his suit. Banging the car door shut, he rubbed his flustered face, barely casting a glance behind. Hank stepped out later, keeping his distance from his friend. “They got the ring.” I sighed out loudly. “Is it?” Liza came to stand behind me, “Yup, that’s the one. These idiots got something right at least.” “Let’s head out then!” grandma said, clapping her hands. “The sun’s out and bright, the weather’s fantastic and the rings are here. What’s the delay?” Nodding, I scooped up my gown in my hands and headed outside where both my father and grandfather were waiting for me. My dress was draped around my body from my chest to my legs, leaving my shoulder and arms completely bare. A simple veil hung over my hair, cascading behind my gown as I walked. I knew I looked great, but I was
“I came to get you, Cassie.” He sighed, giving my shoulders a gentle squeeze. My eyes looked at his hands on me, I instantly shuddered away. Taking a step back, I mumbled, “Excuse me?” “Don’t do this.” He said, “This is not right, Cassie. You cannot marry him.” “Are you seriously listening to yourself?” Kelly interjected, “What the hell, Calvin!” He fixed her with a glare, “You stay out of this, Kelly. This is none of your business.” “Well, my sister’s wedding is none of your business too.” Liza said, “So I suggest you get the hell out of here.” “No, I’m not going anywhere without Cassie.” He said, and reached for my hand, “Cassie, I’m sorry. For the billionth time, I made a mistake. But I want you back now. I want us back. Don’t marry him, Cassie. He’s going to be a mistake.” “The biggest mistake I ever made was falling in love with you.” I said, “What made you think you could just come here and take me back into your life? Move the hell on, Calvin. We’re over. I’m getting mar
“Enzo?” I said, rubbing sleep off my eyes. “What are you doing here?” “I came to see you.” He said, climbing onto the bed. “You left so abruptly this morning.” “I was taken away,” I said, yawning. And then, I frowned, “Wait, are you drunk?” “Yup.” He said, and sighed at my unimpressed look, “Please. It’s my bachelor’s party.” “I didn’t say anything.” I chuckled. Ray knocked on the door then, “Hurry up, Enzo.” “Give me a minute,” He said loudly before turning his head to look at me, “Listen, I probably won’t see you until tomorrow evening. I have tons of work and you’ll have to head to the tailor by yourself. Your wedding dress is ready but it might need some last minute alterations.” “Okay?” I said, blinking, “You came all the way here to tell me that?” “Yeah,” He mumbled and leaned down to place a kiss on my lips, “I missed you. I wanted to see.” I smiled, “You’ve seen me now.” “Yeah, it’s never enough.” He sighed, stealing another kiss from me, “Love you. Bye.” “Wait,” I
In the late hour of the afternoon, the yacht made a halt on the other side of the region, allowing us girls to look around the place. The best part was that this area had a great local shopping scene, and we instantly infiltrated the streets.Although I visited this place quite a few times, I never really had the chance to experience their street life, and to do it with my girls was an endearing experience. Liza and Melissa hit it off instantly, and quite surprisingly, so for the better part of the day, they gave each other company. While shopping, it was Phoebe that gave me company. “This has got to be the best wedding weekend ever.” Phoebe mused as she walked by my side, “But, knowing Enzo, I am not surprised. The man is an expert in this field.” “Really? What makes you say that?” I asked, curious. “Oh, Enzo has always been like this. Even back in college. He threw the best parties, and his surprises were the best. Nobody hated them. You’re a lucky girl in that regard, there’s n
She shook her head, “Well, not really history. But Raymond always had a thing for me.”“What?” I shrieked, “But you were Enzo’s girlfriend.” “Yeah, that’s why he never made a move back then.” She said, “But since Enzo is out of the picture now, thanks to you, Raymond is trying again. And since I could use the distraction…” “You’re okay with playing with his feelings?” She rolled her eyes, “Relax, it’s not that serious. We’ve established that it’s just sex.” “Then why were you worried about Enzo finding out about it?” “I’m not worried about Enzo. I couldn’t give two shits about what he thought.” She siad, “I just don’t want the world to know who I’m fucking right now.” My brows went up. So she cared about what other people thought about her after all. Funny, since I always assumed she didn’t care much for privacy. She had been quite flamboyant all her life, and very flashy. Maybe she wasn’t all like how I imagined her to be. “This thing with Raymond… is it going to be a one tim