Stefan realised too late that he didn't get flowers, but no matter he was going to get her back first and then he'd give her all the flowers in the world. He punched the doorbell in anticipation, a woman in her late forties almost identical to Evie Cortes stood by the open door and Stefan knew without a doubt that he was at the right address. "May I help you?" "Uh, good evening ma'am my name is Stefan and I have come to see Rella.Marjorie stared at him long and hard then assessed him from top to bottom and her eyes widened for a second before it was gone in a snap. "Rella isn't here." She told him and Stefan's heart dropped into the pit of his stomach. " What, but I was told she'd be here? " " You were told wrong. I haven't seen my niece in a while. "She must be lying. Stefan thought. But what reason does she have to lie to him? If Rella wasn't here, if she didn't come here at all then where could she be?This isn't how he envisioned the day would end. No,
" I've missed you so much it hurts. " Stefan murmured against her neck. They managed to make it back to the bedroom before he could devour her on the stairs. "I've missed you too." Rella said a moan escaping her lips. She cupped his engorged member and Stefan stiffened and pulled back. "I think we should stop before things get a bit too heated." "Why? In case you haven't noticed I want you too." "I don't want to hurt you. You just came out of the hospital." "I'm not an invalid you know." "I'm just being cautious." " Such a spoil sport."Stefan chuckled. "why don't we get you to bed… " "You're leaving, please stay." Rella protested. "I'm not leaving." Stefan assured her before he climbed in after her and gathered her in his arms. "Try not to wiggle too much." "Like this?" Rella said wiggling her behind against his crotch.Stefan hissed out a curse while she snickered. "Fiend." It
Walking down the aisle towards the man of her dreams had always been Rella's dream. Yes she was a hopeless romantic and right now her focus was on the man at the altar. There was just him, everyone else seemed to fade away and when he smiled up at her there was no doubt in her heart it was all for her. No more pretense, no more lies, no more deceit, she wasn't walking down the aisle towards someone else's fiancé in someone else's dress no, she was walking down the aisle towards the love of her life who sees the real her in her own gorgeous wedding dress. Stefan was impatient for the ceremony to end not because he wanted to get it over and done with like the last time but because he couldn't wait to have her all to himself. Never in a million years had he ever thought that he might end up madly in love with anyone to the point that he couldn't start a day without her infectious smile and he couldn't end his day without tasting her lucious lips. They exchanged their vo
CHAPTER ONE "Damn it!" Rella Cortés swore for what seemed like the hundredth time in just an hour. She was picking up Cindy's bad language without her realising.The whole engagement party was driving her insane. She was never a fan of such pump parties but it was two days before her other half Cindy's wedding and Rella was expected to be there, not only that but she found herself in such a situation she could've avoided. Her hands shook, her stomach was in knots and she was breaking out in cold sweat. She was never a mastermind in anything much less deception and lying always made her want to haul her guts out. She took deep calming breaths, inhaling and exhaling afraid she might start to hyperventilate.Calm down Rella, it's only for tonight nobody has to know. She assured herself.After she was calm enough, Rella sighed. "Rella how did you get into this mess again? Oh yes because you can't say no to Cindy that's why. You're such an idiot you know that?" In a tone
CHAPTER TWO Slowly she lifted her head and she saw his expression quickly change from annoyance to concern when she didn't move. "Are you hurt anywhere?" She shook her head slightly regaining her senses. "Ah, er, I...I am fine." She stuttered a response but he stared at her sceptically. Rella cursed herself silently, why was she stuttering? Cindy would never stutter especially in a situation such as this. "Really? It didn't seem that way." She could swear she saw a smirk but she was too displeased at her humiliating slip to care. He extracted his hands from her and she watched him bury them deep inside his pants' pocket.Her face heating up. "Where were you? I got worried when your mom said she couldn't find you." "Oh, um, I was freshening up a bit."For a moment he looked like he was going to say something but he thought better of it and instead he held her gaze steadily. His eyes roamed languidly over her frame and his brows furrowed. Rella s
CHAPTER THREE Rella's world hadn't stopped spinning for a second since her mom broke the news about Cindy. She stood rigid in the living room with her parents unable to process what just happened. Evie Cortés was hysterical and Robert Cortés was irreparably trying to calm her down. "What was she thinking? What about Stefan, and the society? She just threw away a good life! What would happen to us now?"Rella was stewing away in her guilt and confusion. How could she have overlooked something so crucial? "How can you not know anything Rella she tells you everything?" "Mom I swear I don't know anything." The only thing she knew was that Cindy had lied to her because Rose was never in labour. So where could she be? "Instead of passing the blame on each other what we should be doing is finding a solution to this mess." Her dad put in. The silence that ensued after that was a deafening one and every angle Rella seemed to have delved in from her mem
Stefan adjusted his tie in front of the dressing mirror and gave himself a fleeting once-over, his eye caught his grandfather's in the mirror, he sighed internaly before he turned to face the old man. Gregory Diamond was a hard man to please and his words were carved in stone that no one dares to refuse him. He was a business man who knew what he wanted and how to get it. In a way Stefan inherited some of that hard veneer although he would not like to admit it. "You look handsome." His grandfather commented. "Your parents would be proud." Stefan scoffed. "I doubt it." "You will thank me later. I am only doing this for your own good." "No you're doing this to satisfy your own ego cause you want no one to be able to say no to you." Stefan countered. "Blackmailing me with the inheritance left to me by my parents isn't for my own good you simply want to control me." He argued. His grandfather smiled, the laugh lines at the corner of his eyes became prominent.
"Darling, are you alright do you feel ill?" Rella snapped out of her thoughts at the feel of Stefan's warm calloused hand on hers, she furrowed her brows in confusion as to why he would use such an endearment for her but one look around told her why; Mr. And Mrs Stephenson were staring at her with concern waiting for her response. Her palm was sweaty where he held her hand and Rella had no choice but to continue this charade. Stefan had a sacharin sweet smile on his face, almost like he was enjoying her mistery and Rella wanted to punch him so bad. She took in a deep breath and regretted because she almost felt sick to her stomach. Oh God he was now her husband, and now what? "I'm fine." She said finally mustering her own sweet smile. Mrs. Stephenson looked relieved. "It's not me is it? I didn't do anything to upset you did I?" Stefan asked and Rella wished he'd stop talking.She laughed uneasily. "No I'm just so overwhelmed with all of these." She repli