Semua Bab Don Maxim's Plaything: Bab 141 - Bab 150

The wedding was planned within one and a half weeks. Viv could work miracles considering she was from a foreign country. She had everything ready and paid for. All we had to do was show up for the wedding and get marriedI was impressed by what she had done. She had even gotten me a famous wedding dress designer from another country who we had flown out. She took my measurements, and designed the perfect dress for me. I knew hiring Vivienne was the right decision."The wedding dress will be here shortly," she said as she held her tablet, typing something on there.Once she held that tablet in her hands and wore her glasses, she was able to work miracles other people couldn't. Plus she had three days to spare.Even Sonya was impressed and even told Viv she would plan her wedding someday. I had a feeling the day would come sooner rather than later since I had seen Nikita researching rings. He even asked me what type of diamond Sonya liked.I wore a light pink satin slip dress with white

As soon as we got to the house, Mikhail asked to speak with me. Judging by how his eyes flicked between me and Livia, I automatically knew it was about her.I didn’t know why he thought he would tell me that would change my mind about her, but I wanted to listen to him anyway, because it was my brother, and there had been attention between us since Maya showed up.He didn’t even want to see that she was the problem as soon as she had arrived he suddenly hated Livia and that she was not good for him.I previously thought he was a reasonable man who had independent thoughts and couldn’t be easily manipulated, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. He let his mother string him along like a guitar.I may have experienced the bulk of the toxicity with my father when he forced me to be an assassin when I was literally a child, but he had suffered, psychologically, at the hands of his mother.She manipulated him into doing whatever she wanted and he allowed it to happen. I didn’t understand ho

The happiest day of my life had finally come. I woke up, especially early that day, arranged to get married to the love of my life. When I woke up and was in bed with him because he had an early business to attend before the wedding.I warned him that if he was late for the ceremony he shouldn’t dare show up so I knew you would be timely and conclude his business quickly. I didn’t even understand why he was working on his wedding day.It should’ve been legal to do that. However, I wasn’t going to stand in the way of him and his work. What I needed to be was a supportive queen who he could count on in the future in times when he needed to disappear and tend to business.I showered quickly and brought everything I needed with me to the car. I was going to get ready in another venue that was close to where the wedding was taking place. I didn’t want to get ready in the mansion because I would have to clean up the mess afterwards and I wanted my wedding night to be special. I wanted to c

He covered my hands as we entered our bedroom. There were roses all over the floor and on the bed. The room was released with no other light fixtures on.It was a romantic setting that set the mood immediately. I couldn’t wait to bask in his arms and allow him to show me love all night.“You don’t know how long I have been waiting for this. I wanted to marry you since I knew I loved you. Now I get to fuck you like my wife officially. Now everyone knows you’re mine.”She didn’t even wait for me to answer. His lips were already on mine in seconds. It gives me hard and fast like he was punishing me with his mouth.Lips moved against mine and soon had been moved to the bed with both my hands above my head and the weight of his body on top of me.“I was going to wait and take it slow. But I can’t wait to be inside you. It’s been too long since I felt the warmth of your pussy against my cock. This is all I’ve been thinking about most nights. But I didn’t want to sleep with you as my wife w

“Excuse me?” I asked because I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Mikhail knew the reason why his mother had been kicked out was because she tried to kill me. If he was trying to kill me, he could’ve just said so instead of acting like his mother was some sort of damsel in distress.When I looked at her, I saw that her mascara was dripping from her eyes, and she had this disheveled look. Her eyes were puffy and red like she had been crying.She held onto her son for their life as though she was afraid that if she let him go, something would happen. I almost fell for her little act if it wasn’t for the subtle smirk that was playing on her lips.When she saw the look of horror on my face, she was even more ecstatic than before. That was when I realized she had her son wrapped around her little finger and he couldn’t even see it.“She is moving back in,” he repeated. “You can’t move her back in here. She tried to kill me in case you don’t remember, and I need to refresh your memory. D