*****Leo POV*****Everything happened so fast. One moment I am hearing Niki’s voice and running to the front, the next, Franco and his wife are excitedly planning our wedding. It’s all really twisted how they can just decide to marry us off but I would be lying if I say I don’t like the idea of her being mine, forever. “You are enjoying this, aren’t you?” Owen asks, not impressed. “I can’t say I don’t.” I confess and Lucas laughs. He finds all this amusing, including Niki’s temper. “You do know that it’s wrong, right?”Owen continues. “Who died and made you a voice of reason?”“Leo, Niki is not the type you can just force into marriage like this. It will backfire really bad.”“I am not forcing her into anything. I am also being forced into this but I choose to look at the bright side.”“Right.”“What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask sharply. His sarcasm is getting on my nerves. “This is too convenient for you. It’s as if you planned it,” Owen continues pissing me off. I can’t bel

*****Nikita POV*****Things have become complicated and really confusing to me. One moment I am fuming and irritated with Vicky who keeps coming to ask me about stupid wedding stuff, the next I am livid and charging towards her psycho husband who has killed one of my men, then Leo happens. The way he said he missed me and the look on his face before he kissed me left my head spinning. It’s like Palmland all over again. My body just yearns for my fake fiancé. Two hours later, I am ready for the fake I do and Hunter is looking teary at me. “Seriously old man, get over it already.”Hunter laughs through his tears. He is acting like this wedding is legit. “You look so beautiful. Your father would be so proud.”I roll my eyes at him. I must admit that the dress is perfect and comfortable, way better than the one I chose for myself when I was about to wed Ethan. I was secretly wowed when the designer came to help me dress. Unlike the wasteful ones, I get to keep this one because it transf

*****Leo POV*****Our wedding was just perfect. Niki was the most beautiful bride I have ever seen. My Babe looked like an angel, my angel. It’s the morning after our wedding and she is still out. Her head rest on my chest like it belongs, her bootylicious body against mine and I can’t think of anyplace I would rather be. I might have lost control and over did the wedding night thing but I could not help myself. It had been over four years since we were together. That’s how long ago since I have had sex and she is so damn irresistible. I know that it sounds cocky but Niki was made for me. She is still the most stubborn and volatile woman I have ever met, but man, she rocks my world. The way her walls close in around big Leo drives me insane. The way her body vibrates against mine before my beautiful name escapes her lips. I just want to stay like this forever. Only if wishes were horses. I can see her hesitation when I call her my wife or Mrs Booi and it makes my heart sink. Niki i

*Nikita POV*We are still on our flight back home but it feels like it’s taking forever. I feel really outnumbered with these four men. Even Hunter seems too familiar with the Booi’s for my liking. Leo is also really diving into this newlyweds thing. He is sitting next to me with his legs crossed and his arm outstretched over my shoulder. He is just too close to me for my liking. He scent of his cologne is a constant reminder of the passionate wedding night we shared. He keeps glancing at me and I am doing my best to avoid making any eye contact with him. “Wow! You guys just broke the internet!” Lucas exclaims while staring at his phone. His outburst is a welcomed distraction. My mind can stop reminiscing about my hot fake husband. Owen snatches Lucas’ phone and strolls before also exclaiming. “Holly shit! Your wedding video and photos just sold for a million dollars on auction.”“What?” I am now shocked. I would have preferred this and our divorce to remain a secret forever but it’

*****Nikita POV***** It’s almost dark by the time I arrive at the Booi estate. Everyone, guards and servants are outside standing in a formation line on both sides of the driveway all the way to the veranda of the house. Leo stands tall in front of the door with Owen and Hunter on his either sides. There’s a grey-haired old lady a few feet from them. I bet that is the famous Mariah, the Booi’s most trusted maid who raised Leo and Owen. I have never met her but I know stories of how protective of the two and how fond they are of her. Next to her stands Wendy, her daughter, whom I once thought was Leo’s woman. I took longer in my estate than I originally thought and I can’t help but feel guilty when I think about how long they might have waited for me to arrive. They all bow down when I greet and walk past.“Finally! Do you have any idea how much it hurts to stand on heels for two hours?” Wendy exclaims. I look down at her heels and back up at her. She is still exactly like I rememb