Chapter 4 Mila. “I now pronounce you. Mr and Mrs Briggs, you may kiss your bride,” the registrar announced with an unusual enthusiasm, a bright smile on her face as her expression urged us to carry out her demand. I looked at the man seated next to me; my husband; he is now my husband. Wow, this is surreal. He soon locked eyes with me, his gaze cold and empty like a windy night as he stared deep into the abyss my eyes were to him. I watched his head lean towards my face as his soft gaze trailed downward to my lips. “Sure thing,” he mouthed before he pulled me in for a kiss all of a sudden. I opened my lips up for him instinctively, awed at how he passionately weaved the kiss, his tongue thrust in range around my mouth, and my lips locked into a rhythmic dance with his. It was no tender kiss, but still, his rich taste of lavender mixed with mints shadowed the roughness of how he handled and dominated the kiss. He pulled away abruptly and adjusted himself back into his s
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