“No, I didn’t, but I didn’t save her either.” William~ After dinner, William took us for a brief walk outside the house and you guessed it right, he was beside me. Since the past hour he’s return, he hasn’t allowed me to go anywhere on my own, and I don’t know if he thinks I’m going to runoff, which is impossible now. I love the alone time we have outside and although I want to ask, that has been bugging my mind for the last seven weeks; I want him to let it out at his own pace. We walk into the outside garden and we sit down on one bench set out the garden. “I know you want to know about Jean, and you don’t know how happy I am that you came although you had your fear.” “It wasn’t like you were going to come back either way.” I murmur, more to myself. He places his elbows on both his knees and rests his head on his hands. “I’m sorry for leaving, I just…” “I get it, William, if I was in your shoes, I would have done the same thing.” His hand takes mine into his. “The only other

“I didn’t lose everything, not the most important one.” William~ “Have you made the call?” I ask, turning to glance up at him through my lashes, though he’s still hugging me from behind. After a while of utter silence, “To?” he trails off because he must have obviously forgotten our earlier discussion and agreement. “To the church,” I groan and pull away, and this time he let me out of his grip. He raises his hands up in guilt, “In my defence, I was busy,” he defends himself. “It’s a call that would not take over three minutes.” “Don’t you think you should be the one to do it?” he asks. “I mean I haven’t been to church in eleven years.” He adds. “I already did, and that’s no excuse. William, I didn’t ask you to go to church. I just want our wedding in the church. After that you can choose never to go there.” He doesn’t look interested or convinced and I can’t help wondering “What’s your reason?” I cross my arms over my chest. The church has always been my dream place of having

"What I’m saying is, some feel little or any pain in their first time and that depends on the size of their partner" William~ In the back seat, I sit quietly, my head resting against the window of the moving car and I watch as the streetlight swiftly passes with the speed of the car. For sometimes I’ve been this way, just thinking of the night and days ahead. I am married now and as overwhelming as it might be; I belong to someone now, just as someone belongs to me. And I am no longer Karen Butler; but Karen B. McQueen. I’m happy and excited to begin this new life, this new chapter with William, but I fear us being far from the end. I know the McQueens have a lot of enemies and now marrying William makes me a target, but I’m not scared of them. It’s funny, but I’m more terrified of the hurt William might cause me while trying to protect me. While we were yet unmarried, it was his responsibility to protect me and now that we’re married; I wonder if he would let me protect him as wel

"We’ll have to argue that one too and FYI I’m going to win." Karen ~ We arrived at São Vicente Brazil late at eight fifteen p.m. and it’s expected because we began our eight hour plus flight rather late in the day and most of the time I spent sleeping and resting my head on William’s shoulder. I’m still excited because I’d read a little about this place online and I can’t wait to relive the experience. “Muito Obrigado (thank you so much),” William says as he pays and collects the bag from the male staff who helped us carry them from the airport’s security checkpoint. “I didn’t know you speak Portuguese.” Amazement drips in my voice as I turn to him. He sets our bags down in the car and walks over to me. “That’s because I’ve had no reason to speak the language before. Besides, I’m not as good as I used to be.” My brow arches. “Why is that?” “I had other responsibilities, so I could neither take the class nor come here,” he says, opening the car for me. I enter and he closes the

"And today being so naughty and turning me on the way you did, you make me want you even more." William~ That was not the last we had our weird our fun outside. William can seduce and take me just about anywhere. After multiple times of being dominated in the cafe, cinema, female’s bathroom and the back seat of our car, etc. I took my revenge on William. He’d taken me to board meeting in Brasilia the nation’s capital where the McQueens have a branch and yes I told him we were on our honeymoon and so meeting were off the charts, but he kissed me into silence and told me he’d make it up to me. “Fine,” I said, “take me with you.” We arrived, and the guard shows us into the magnificent building and once inside William introduces me to both the board members and the staffs as his wife and I receive a warm welcome from everyone before William leads me to his office. “The meeting will start in six minutes,” William tells me, and I smirk at him. “We have little time then,” I said, and b