FAZER LOGINCleo“You planned all this?” I asked when she finally let go.“Of course I did!” She grinned proudly. “Did you think I’d let my best friend get married without giving her a proper send-off?”I shook my head, still taking everything in. “I honestly don’t know what to say.”“Then don’t say anything. Just enjoy yourself tonight.”Before I could respond, Amaya hurried over and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug.“Look who finally made it to her own party!” she exclaimed with a laugh. “You should have seen your face when the lights came on.”I hugged her back, genuinely happy to see her. “I can’t believe you’re all here for me.”She pulled away, holding my shoulders. “We love you, Cleo, and we’re so happy for you.”Sarah and Joey soon joined us, both looking just as excited. I hadn’t seen them in ages, even though we still kept in touch through texts.Lexi had clearly gone to great lengths to coordinate everyone’s schedules and bring us all together.I spent the next few minutes mov
CleoWhen I stepped out of the changing room, my mother and Lexi were still engrossed in looking through some of the photographs the stylist had taken of the dress. They both looked up when they saw me approaching.“All done?” Lexi asked.I nodded, slipping my phone into my handbag. “Yeah.”We thanked the bridal consultant before heading toward the exit. The stylist stayed behind to discuss a few details with her, promising to send me an update once everything had been arranged.Outside, Lexi excused herself to retrieve her car while my mother and I walked toward mine. My driver was already waiting beside the vehicle, and he opened the door for us as we approached.“Where to, ma’am?” he asked once we were settled in the back seat.My mother gave him an address. She had plans to meet a few friends for tea that afternoon, so we dropped her off first before continuing home.By the time I got back to my apartment, I was too exhausted to do much else. I changed into something comfortable,
CleoOnce we were outside, Xavier and I got into our respective cars and went our separate ways.I went back to the office and attended to some unfinished work before finally calling it a day. The rest of the week was hectic as fuck. Between work and wedding preparations, I barely had enough time to breathe, let alone think.Victoria and her team seemed determined to keep everything running smoothly, and I had to admit they were doing an excellent job. But there was always another email to respond to, another decision to make, or another appointment squeezed into my already busy schedule.The design team visited the Voss estate to assess the ceremony lawn and the glass pavilion where the reception would be held. They worked out the seating arrangements, lighting, and decorations, while Victoria kept me updated on their progress.We also had the cake tasting, which surprisingly turned out to be far more enjoyable than I had expected. I tried several different flavours before finally s
Cleo“That’s perfectly fine. I can put together a few physical mood boards and color palettes for you to review.” She turned her attention to Xavier. “And what about you, Mr. Voss? Do you have any preferences?”“I’m happy with whatever she chooses,” Xavier replied. “As long as everything is organized perfectly.”I glanced at him, surprised that he was leaving the decision entirely up to me. Victoria smiled at his response.“Okay. I’ll put together a few curated options for you, Cleo, and we can incorporate any specific preferences you have along the way.” She turned to the next page in her folder. “Now, let’s discuss the venue. Do you have a location in mind, or would you like to look through some of ours?”“We have a venue,” Xavier answered. “We’ll be using the lakeside lawn and the glass pavilion on my family’s private estate.”Victoria nodded, her eyes lighting up. “Excellent. An estate wedding gives us plenty of flexibility. I’ll arrange for our design team to visit the estate th
Cleo“Okay. Follow me.”I followed her down a short corridor lined with framed photographs of beautifully decorated wedding venues. Some featured grand ballrooms filled with cascading flowers and crystal chandeliers, while others showed intimate outdoor ceremonies beneath elegant floral arches. I couldn’t help wondering how much some of these weddings had cost. The receptionist stopped in front of a white door and knocked lightly before opening it. “Miss Marsh is here, ma’am.”“Thank you, Emily.”The woman behind the desk looked up from her laptop and smiled warmly at me. She had shoulder-length brown hair styled in loose waves and wore an elegant cream-colored blouse.Her office was bright and spacious, with a large desk near the windows and a round table surrounded by leather chairs. A few wedding albums were neatly arranged on a shelf behind her.“Please, come in,” she said, standing to greet me. “You must be Cleo.”“Yes. It’s lovely to meet you.”“Likewise.” She extended her hand
CleoAs I reached the bottom of the stairs, I spotted Xavier sitting on the couch in the living room, his phone in one hand. He was dressed in a fitted black T-shirt and a pair of dark jeans. He looked up at me, his eyes briefly sweeping over my outfit before he put his phone away and stood.“Ready?”“Yeah.”He picked up his keys from the coffee table and walked toward me. “Let’s go, then.”I followed him toward the front door, catching the familiar scent of his cologne as he passed close to me. We left the penthouse together and took the private elevator down to the parking garage. Xavier unlocked his car and opened the passenger door for me, waiting until I settled in before walking around to the driver’s side.We drove in comfortable silence for a while, making our way through the morning traffic until Xavier broke the quiet.“So, I was thinking… what if we move in together?”I blinked, my head snapping toward him. “What?”“Move in with me.”“Are you high?”Xavier frowned, glancin







