Twice And Toga Novels & Stories

she asked. “Shopping,” Tina replied, flashing a smug smile as she held up a shimmering bodycon dress. “I just got badly spoilt by my new catch, and I’m taking Tina on shopping,” Valerie added, smirking with pride. She flipped her hair over one shoulder, her gold bracelets jingling with flair. Anita’s eyes momentarily dimmed. Her fingers brushed against the clutch bag she carried. “You guys are lucky. If it weren’t for this so-called ‘grooming’ I’m undergoing, I would have been with you guys,” she said with a frown.

But the second her veil was lifted, every bit of happiness she'd imagined shattered. "Why are you here?! Where's Anthony?!" Emily screamed at Dylan, who was standing there dressed like the groom. Panic flooded through her. At the same time, the giant screen at the wedding venue—with over a thousand guests watching—started playing footage from a car's dashcam. It was the recording of Emily and Dylan's first night together. "Holy crap… other couples play wedding videos, but these two are live-broadcasting their private business? No shame at all." Whispers and laughter rippled through the crowd.

And he kissed me again, deeper, deeper still, until the world narrowed to just the two of us—to his touch, which made it painfully clear that I wanted him just as fiercely as he wanted me. No force. No hesitation. Just two people falling into something neither of them could control.

… “ So we need all your support on this second half of our journey as a married couple once more.” He reached for the bag he came with and brought out a lovely champagne bottle and some wine glasses. He gestured for Natalia to share the wine glasses. Azek poured champagne for everybody in the room. He cleared his throat and continued to propose a toast. “With this, I hereby declare our love reignited, and our future filled with hope. Cheers to life, love, and money” he spoke with happiness and contentment in his voice. We clung glasses, and we all drank in happiness and hope for a brighter future.

The beast in him egged him to engage her further, to which he took a few short breaths to constrain himself from having more improper thoughts of her. Just before he could say his piece, a waiter with a cropped haircut and in a sparkling uniform approached them with a tray of glasses. “Margarita, Sir?” Jing Yue furrowed his thick brows disapprovingly and glanced towards her for a few seconds, before accepting the glasses. He shooed the man away instantaneously with a gesture from his smooth hands. She observed that he had hands that looked like they never sustained a day of hard work. Ah, everything about him was so seductive.