Chapter 8: Life with Him?

Evelyn's POV

"Ok guys... so we'll be closed for tomorrow. It's my wedding and I want all of you to be there..... and Christine.... I have to ask you something... ok wait. Come with me" I said pulling her out of the door. I'm taking her to my house which is just a few blocks away from my restaurant, I'm going to surprise her. Yes, I have my own restaurant, Uncle Roger, you know Caroline's dad gave it me as a present, but he said it depends on me, how I'll run it.

And since I majored in hotel management.... hmm... I managed it fine, I guess. It was Uncle Roger's first restaurant and then he managed to open his big business, and this had to shut down for years. He thought I deserve to have this part of his life. That's really kind of him. He's the perfect father figure I got. I always asked him why he never gifted it to Cara. He never answered but just gave me a smile saying, am I not his daughter too? I so wished for Cara to be present on my wedding. I always dreamed of asking her to be my maid of honor... but I guess... she's better off without me. She has enough problems in her life, telling her about my marriage will obviously lead me to tell her the truth.

"What now Eve? Oh, and congratulations!" Chrissy said as we entered my house, too excited for my liking. Everyone's excited for my wedding except me of course.

Anyways. "Sooo.... Chrissy? How do you like this dress?" I asked with a fake doubtful expression. I know she loves peach colour. And that is the colour I've brought for her. It's simple but yet a sexy dress. She's going to look so glamorous. She just nodded with her bright eyes that was still stuck on the dress. "Chrissy.... will you please accept to be my maid of honour" I asked blinking my eyes with a sad expression. She was frowning at my sad face but started squealing as soon as my words clicked in her mind. 

"Of course! You didn't even have to ask!" She said hugging me. Crushing my bones! 

"Damn girl! You're going to break me" I said coughing. She only started giggling.

"Hmmm..... so.... how do you like the dress?" I asked her. 

"Do you even have to ask? Duh! It's clearly written on my face!" She said with a huge smile.

I heard my phone ringing and I took it out. Damn I really have to change this ringtone. It scares me to death! Christine quickly snatched my phone and asked, 'Who the hell is Mr. Arrogant?!' I just shrugged but damn did I have to blush! She gave me a knowing look and answered the call.

"Dafuck!" I screamed.

"Hello brother-in law" she teased. Oh gawd! 'Sorry who?!' I heard him scream from the other side.

"I'm Christine. And ever since Eve started working. We've been together. She's the elder sister I never had. So, in that sense you are my to be brother- in law" she said and after that I didn't hear a single word. She is talking jumping on my sofa....

"Ok.. I'll give it back to her..." she said giggling but covered the phone with her hand. "You know we're not working tomorrow... I have some work to do and the salon of course. You informed me about your wedding on the day before. I've to be ready, bye!" She said throwing my phone on my face! Ouch! That hurt! And shut the door behind her. 

"Uhm... hello?" I asked not sure what to say.

"I'm coming over" he said and none of us replied for a few seconds.... and more... and.... he cut the call! Argh! He needs to learn some manners.

Last time he was here.... I was behaving like a sex crazed woman. Oh, and what happened? Nothing actually.... sadly...

.......he picked me so that we could move to another room, but my back hit a wall and his hand moved onto my breast moving my coat aside. I threw my coat away after that and lead him to my bedroom where he ripped my shirt and held my breasts squeezing them while the other was teased by his mouth.... and when his leg moved my legs apart...

Well.... then I suddenly pushed him off. Thinking I want to keep my virginity intact till my wedding night. Oh dear lord! He would've been so embarrassed. _I_ was so embarrassed. He didn't say a word. Just left. And now after two weeks I get a call from him. I thought he'd actually cancel the wedding. Which is actually depressing. I mean to me... I mean... Hmph.... oooh I'd just love to have that handsome piece of shit as my husband. I'd love to have him every day. But...

The doorbell ringing brought me out of my erotic thoughts. Oh Shit! I'm in my plain jeans and t-shirt. Can't help it. I just my combed my hair with my hand and wiped my face which I'm sure was damn oily. Why can I not look normal like every girl?! Why do I have to be extra ugly?!

And I quickly opened the door.... there stood... of course. His bodyguard! Mark! "Ma'am!" He greeted me stiffly to which I nodded, and he continued "Mr. Perkins asked me to bring you to the car" he said with his glasses on. 

"What? He said he's coming here. Never said we're going out! I'm not ready obviously.... I'm not going anywhere. And tell him to come and ask me directly!" I said and slammed the door on his face. Ok.... it was not his mistake.

And then after a few seconds I heard banging on my door. I stood right in front of my door but didn't open it. I waited for him to stop but no it just got louder and louder!

I opened the door with force but pulled back when he was almost going to bang on my face. Almost! Thank god!

There he stood glaring at me. I could feel smoke coming out of his ears. He stood there in his usual Italian suit. Not a hair out of place. And his mouth clenching in a sexy way. ooh his lips "Why is that you asked him to tell me? Tell me directly" he said the last sentence trying to mimic me with a smirk.

"When you called you said you were coming over. Now you sent someone to bring me to your car. I'm not dressed to go out." I whined and he looked annoyed.

"Do you have lunch, or do we go out? Or do you want to order?" He asked. I obviously asked him to order and we settled on pizza. Which I know he hates. Not that much. Damn he's too straight. Why is he here? For lunch?!

We were sitting awkwardly waiting for the delivery to come. "Uhm... do you want watch movies?" I asked and he looked completely clueless.

"Sure yeah." He said finally letting go of his stiff attitude. He didn't smile but him being at ease makes me feel at ease.

"Come let's go to my room... bed is more comfortable than the sofa" to which he raised his eyebrows in a questioning look. What? "Come on..." I said and he shook his head smiling to himself. What's so funny? "Actually you wait here for the delivery guy, I'll clean my room until then. And there's my clutch on the table... you can use the cash" and ran upstairs to my room.

My house isn't that huge. Small. I mean very small. There's a small kitchen, a living room, a bathroom and in the corner is a very small room. And then upstairs there's just a single room with no door but an attach bathroom. 

Nick came into room holding a box aaaand that's wine, I guess. That's in my fridge... hmm.... "what are we watching?" he asked quiet decently.

"The Big Wedding!" I said smiling at him.

"What!" Ugh! What?! How many times does he ask what in a day.

"I watched only half the movie that day on television. So, I bought a copy" I lied blinking at him... giving him the same innocent look.

He agreed at the end... but didn't speak a word the entire time. I quietly enjoyed my pizza since he wasn't eating much except the wine.

"That's gross. He likes his adopted brother’s sister?" He said making a disgusted face regarding the movie.

"Might sound disgusting to you. I mean it is but.... love isn't disgusting. It can happen to anyone at any point of time. There are different types of love" I said, and he had that look saying, 'oh really'.

Then we heard a moan and shit I thought this was the cleanest movie in my collection. Cause I have all erotic movies. I guess I forgot the ending. Nick's eyes widened but thankfully it was just five seconds.

When the movie ended, I dared to look at him first. I didn't notice before but now I did. His suit jacket was gone along with his tie. His sleeves were now folded up to his arms. His first three buttons were open, and I slowly looked up at his chest and then to his lips. But his eyes spoke differently. Was it because I pushed him away that day?

I'm going to make the first move. I thought and got up to stand but the table on my lap moved and my glass of wine fell on his still crisp white shirt. Shit! "Oh my God! I'm so sorry. I didn't realize… so sorry I didn't do it on purpose" I started blabbering.

"No, it's OK." he said squeezing his eyes tightly. I guess I've managed to screw it up. "It's ok. I have spare clothes. I've to just call Mark, could you bring me my phone" he asked. I nodded and quickly ran downstairs. When I got up to the room. He was standing half naked without his shirt. I placed his phone on his hand and I was still looking at his chest.

By the time I reached his lips he moved his eyes on me, freezing me right there. I couldn't control myself I pulled his neck down and smashed my lips onto his to which he responded too quickly by biting my lower lip and eventually entered my mouth. I nibbled on his upper lip and he pulled back smiling at me and invaded my mouth again not giving me a second to breath. We stumbled back into the bed. He ripped my shirt and unclasped my bra slowly. Just the way he looked at me brought sparks inside. He squeezed my breast while the other was in his mouth biting and nibbling on it. I stiffened only when his hands reached my jeans. He looked up at me giving me a reassuring smile. He pulled my pants off in a single go and then his pants too joined the floor. So, this is it? This is it! This it!

"No this isn't it" he said chuckling at me and pulled back like he realised something. "I know you’re not the kind of girl who'll give it to anyone. You're waiting for the wedding night, aren't you?" He asked but I didn't reply, and my silence gave it away.

"What?!" I screamed when he got up completely. He's not wearing boxers. I turned my face away which I'm sure is as red as a tomato.

He switched on the TV again and went through my collection. Oh Noo! He had a hidden smirk looking at them. He chose "Crazy, stupid Love". Oh well that looks decent too. While all the others had a cover picture with a man or women butt naked. He came back picking the wine bottle from the table and stood next to me. "Scoot over" he said but I didn't move instead I turned my face away. He sat behind me and slid his hand on my stomach pulling me back into his chest and his dick poking my ass. That made me gasp loudly and he laughed.

His hand moved down to my stomach moving down again until he cupped my wet core and rubbed it slowly making me wet as fuck. I held onto that hand and held his thighs tightly. My breathing got more ragged as he continued sucking my neck. And his hands moved in... and slowly entered. Doesn't it pain? I mean... even his fingers are long.... "oh my Nick" I moaned his name as I moved my hip matching the rhythm. He pushed my breast moving me back so that he could access my neck to bite it while I sat facing the TV. His fingers increasing their speed every passing second.

"Tell my name.. my name sweetheart" he rasped in my ear, he knew I was close.

"Nick.... Nick........ NICK" I screamed his name the last time as I exploded all over his hands and fell back onto his chest as he still held on to my boob hardly. 

I looked back at him. At his eyes. Dark blue lust filled eyes. I could feel his desire for me. Never ever in my life did I feel so special and valued. He looked at me like I'm something precious. His touch so gentle yet rough all at the same time. I guess my life with him will be good.

"Close your eyes" he said in his deep voice and I quickly obeyed like a good girl resting my head on his shoulder like a pillow. Well a hard one. "Sleep" he said and pecked my lip lightly and I slept with a content smile.

The next day I woke up.... naked... next to this handsome naked man.

Mmm.... It feels so good. Waking up next to him. Half his body was on my half. His mouth pressed up just below my shoulder and his arm around my stomach. I guess I'm going to have a very sexually active life with a god-like husband.

"Nick...Nick!" I shook him awake. He got up opening just an eye. "Wake up… I've to go pick Chrissy and then to your mother's.... wake up. It's our wedding today" I said, and it did it.

"I'm up...." he said and suddenly came up on me straddling me as I put my leg around him.

"Ready to get married?" He asked and my smile slipped away..... am I? Am I ready to get married?