Chapter 4

Celine's POV

Jace and I arrived at the hotel room, as we had drunk about two bottles of champagne in the car.

I was already intoxicated and kept mumbling words that I didn't understand.

Jace wasn't drunk, so he carried me, and I heard him whisper in my ear, "This is so unlike you, babe. You got drunk just by two bottles, and you normally finish up to five bottles in a day without getting drunk."

"What?!" I gasped in his arms, laughing, and I reminded myself to behave well—not knowing that I said it out loud.

"I have to be my sister, you know, trying to mimic her now that she is not around. I miss her so much," I said, and Jace looked at my face as he brought me into the hotel room that he wanted us to use for our honeymoon.

"Why not take me home?" I asked him, and he smiled.

"We are home already. Seems like you are drunk too much. We are in my house—my room, which is now our bedroom," Jace gently placed me on the bed, and I thought he was taking me to a hotel for our honeymoon.

"I thought you were taking me to a hotel for us to have our honeymoon." I lay on the bed, as I was so dizzy to sit up.

Jace rose and stripped off his white shirt as I tried to act sober.

"Yes," he said, taking off his clothes.

"We had our reception there at the hotel, but you know that I am a titled man and a politician, which I told you about. So I cannot stay there in the hotel as you wish. I love to have my privacy, and that's why I brought you home," Jace sat on the bed beside me and helped me take off my silver shoes.

I could feel the soft touches of his fingers on my feet, gently removing my shoes, and he spoke to me softly.

"It's our wedding night, Clara. I know how much you desire for this night to arrive." Jace's excited voice filled my ears as he dropped my shoes aside.

Seriously, I had no idea about what my sister and her lover had done in this mansion.

Had they been intimate before? I couldn't remember, and I was kind of nervous about it.

"Clara," Jace brought his face closer to mine, and I inhaled his earthy scent that made me feel so relaxed and gave me assurance that I was safe.

"What are you thinking about? Are you asleep? You don't have to fall asleep yet, as the night is just getting started. Wait, let me prepare your bath and help you out of this wedding dress," Jace rose from the bed, and I was so nervous.

'Help me out of my wedding dress?' I pondered, as it dawned on me what might happen next.

"Oh no! I can do so by myself." I tried to sit up on the bed and call him back, but my intoxicated self rolled away on the bed like a leaf that lost its value. I couldn't even sit, and I blamed myself for drinking so much alcohol when I could have told Jace the truth that I don't like wine, not to mention champagne.

I had tasted it before when I saw my twin sister using it like a bottle of water on most celebration days.

Clara popped several bottles of champagne and drank them like it was water, and yet, I couldn't withstand two glasses.

"There you are," Jace's voice reached me, and I felt his fingers move to my back to strip off my wedding dress.

"Jace, can we not have sex tonight?" I asked him, and he froze as he heard my inquiry.

"Why? But you have always wanted us to have sex. Why not tonight?" Jace sounded so disappointed, and I swallowed hard.

Should I tell him the truth that I am not Clara, his real fiancé?

"I don't know. I am just shy," I said. And honestly, I haven't had sex, too. I was too decent and waiting for the right time, as I was mostly busy with my bakery shop. Although, I had kissed Martin Enzo and engaged in several foreplays with him, but we haven't had sex like really doing the deed.

"Clara, I don't know why you're so anxious tonight. You have always wanted me to sleep with you, and now that it's the right time for us to do it, you want us to take a break. Well, no, because we have to make babies, and I am not getting any younger. It wouldn't affect your modeling career, okay? And since Celine, your twin sister, has traveled to help you, don't you think now is the right time for you and me to have a baby?" Jace kissed my lips as he queried me, and I was speechless.

"No, Martin. I mean, Jace..."

Jace's face darkened in rage, and he asked me, "Who is Martin? Are you cheating on me, Clara? Is that why you wanted us to postpone the wedding because you have another man?"

"No…" My eyes widened in shock at Jace's accusations, and he moved away from me on the bed, sounding hurt, and I immediately told him, "No, Jace. Please, don't get me wrong. I am sorry. It was a slip of the tongue. You know I am drunk."

Jace sighed and came to meet me on the bed. "Fine, just relax. Let me help you have your bath."

I was silent, watching Jace help me undress, then he carried me from the bed and brought me to the bathroom to bathe me.

"Jace," I was intoxicated, calling his name, and he replied hoarsely, "Yes, my love."

"You can call me hubby. When did you start calling me by my name?" Jace asked me, his voice teasing as he rubbed the wet soap and sponge over my unclad body.

"What?" As I felt the water splash on my head, my blue eyes subtly widened awake, and I looked at him in shock, seeing him in only his black shorts.

I swiftly looked away from his masculine body, and Jace laughed and said, "Honestly, Clara, you are getting me confused by your behavior. Haven't you seen me náked several times? Why are you acting so shy?"

"Oh no." I knew that Jace would find out once he wanted to sleep with me and discovered that I am not the woman that he wanted to marry.

"You got me surprised today. First, with your behavior. Secondly, with your body."

"My body?" I asked him nervously, as he bathed my hands and legs, and looked at me.

"Yeah. You seem more chubby, and your brẹasts look bigger and fuller. Or are my eyes deceiving me? I cannot wait to suck on them," Jace said, and my cheeks flushed as I swiftly glanced away from him.

He helped me have my bath and switched on the shower. Once he was done bathing me, he carefully assisted me in getting out of the bathtub and said in his magnetic voice, "Wait for me on the bed. I cannot wait to ravish you tonight."