Bonus Scene SixEthan“You look like an Indian Prince, sweetheart,” my mom said, helping me with the red turban I had to wear with the red and golden shervani. It stretched over my broad shoulders and tapered down to my waist, reaching my knees. It was beautiful with intricate designs and patterns of gold. My mom was exaggerations, as most mothers do, but I could feel that I looked special wearing it. Like a Prince or King ready to marry his bride and whisk her away. I wondered how beautiful my Bella would look tonight wearing her bridal lehenga. My mothers had prohibited me from seeing it and Kiara agreed with them. I was suppose to see her at the mandap tonight with everyone else. Sadly, I won’t be able to ask her to remove her underwear like I had during our western wedding because I knew it might make her uncomfortable in the lehenga. Liam, Rio and Volt were ready wearing the similar shades of blue in a shervani with the blue turban. Both of my mothers dotted on them, applying

Bonus Scene EightEthanAfter the dinner, three of us sat together for a while, drinking wine and listening to Khalid talk about his country. As he told us about the highly proficient education system, I pointed Kiara not to have another glass of wine. I didn’t want her to drink too much for what we were going to do later that night. I had promised her we would do anything she wanted, and I wanted to keep that promise. Only if both of us were sober. Khalid left, giving me a hug and congratulating both of us again. After thanking the staff for the delicious food, we went upstairs hand in hand. The sexual tension of what would happen next hovered heavily between us.I kept glancing at Kiara from the corner of my eye when she stripped out of her dress and wearing a flimsy white robe that did nothing to hide her beautiful curves. I had to control myself when she went to do her nighttime routine and joined her to brush my teeth in sweatpants. “Are you going to tell me what you want, Bell

Bonus Scene TenEthan“How are you feeling now?” I asked Kiara who was lying down on the hospital bed wincing now and then because of the contractions. She tried to give me a reassuring smile, “I am okay, just waiting to hold them in my arms.” I kissed her forehead, smiling down at her beautiful brown gold eyes. “I will be right here, Bella. It’s going to be okay.” Squeezing her hand, I sat beside her, talking to her in whispers. Kiara’s water had broke the night before after dinner and we had settled in the hospital room, the nurse had mentioned that it will take a while before she can give birth as her diameter wasn’t wide enough. That was twenty-four hours ago. The twins were definitely taking time coming into the world. I made sure she was as relaxed as possible, feeding her and holding her when she got afraid, thinking about our previous miscarriages. My mothers arrived and talked with her while her teary-eyed father watched her from the distance, congratulating me. “Babe…”