Got married by mistake

Guess who

OLIVIA

“Will.” I couldn’t fix Wilson’s necktie because he keeps stealing a kiss on my lips. I stepped away. “Stop kissing me.”

“Can’t get enough. I’m not sorry.” There was a deceptive smile on hood lips.

I took a deep breath and rearranged his necktie. Tonight Sophie’s welcome party will be held and we need to go. Dad expected Wilson’s to come because there were a lot of businessmen going there.

“Let’s go,” I said.

He gripped my waist. “I still don’t want to go.”

“Papa and Sophie will be looking for us.” He traced my jaw with his seductive lips.

“My make-up is going to be messy, Wilson.”

“Is your makeup more important than my kiss?” It’s tempting to say so.

I bit my lip. I wrapped my arm around his neck. “Wilson, we need to go. Now. Please?”

He took a deep breath and moved away from me. He smiled with puffy eyes. “Queen’s orders.”

We went out and went to the party venue. When we reached the front of papa’s mansion, the security guard opened the gate for us. Wilson helped me get out of the car. He immediately wrapped his arm around my waist.

“Why do you have to wear this kind of clothes? You looked so freaking sexy, I’m so stored.” Wilson whispered to me as we walked closer to the mansion garden.

My cheek blushed. I wore a simple red cocktail dress. I don’t want to grab attention, especially since it’s not my party.

“Welcome back to my sweet daughter of mine, Sophie,” Dad said at the top of the stage and holding a microphone. In one hand he was holding a wine.

Sophie was by his side. She was wearing a fitted maroon dress. It was up to half of her thigh and because of the color and shortness, her face became more attractive.

“Thank you, papa. I’m so glad that I’m home. Gosh. I missed my old bed.” Sophie replied smiling. She raised the cup of wine.”

“Cheers.”

We also raised the wine we were holding. “Cheers!”

We drank that together. I felt Wilson touch my hand that was on the table.

“She looks so beautiful,” I murmured.

“And your stupefying,” Wilson whispered to mine.

I turned to him. “Wilson, don’t get drunk.”

He smiled and caressed my cheek. “Don’t worry. I won’t risk your safety, baby.”

“Your Wilson Smith, right? The CEO of DC enterprises?” Asked an old man. He sat in the vacant seat.

“Yes, I am. And this is my wife, Olivia.”

The man switched his gaze to me. “The celebrant?”

“No. We’re twins.” I said smiling.

“Oh. What a beautiful wife you got there. You’re a lucky man, Mr Smith.”

My cheek blushed.

“I believe you’re Mr Fidel Duncan. The president of EU industries.”

The man smiled. “I offer you a proposition Mr Smith.”

The two talked about a business that I didn’t understand. I said goodbye to Wilson to go around first because I was bored and he agreed.

“Olivia!” Sophie left her visitors and hugged me. “I thought you weren’t coming. I’m going to be upset.”

“Don’t be dramatic,” I said smiling.

“You’re with Wilson?”

“Ah, yes. He’s talking to a businessman. What they’re talking about is getting me drowsy so I left them.”

Sophie and I would have had a longer conversation if it hadn’t been for the other guests. I was still walking. Until I ended up in an uncrowded place. I sat on benches that were a bit dark.

I don’t like places that are noisy and crowded. I felt suffocating. Mane it’s because I grew up a loner.

I was shocked when a hand converted my eye.

“Guess who?” My hair stood on and at the man’s voice.

I immediately stood up. I lost my blindfold. I confronted the person who did that.

“I-you…” Fear lived in my system when I saw those familiar braces on his teeth. It was one of Wilson’s friends, one of the men who molested me that night. Why is he here?

“Missed me?” He said in a demonic voice.

I remember how he insulted me when Wilson didn’t care about me. I looked around. It’s a long way from the party event so there aren’t too many penny in this area. My system panicked.

I walked away quickly but he pulled my arm.

“Let me go! What?!” I said tremblingly as my hand slapping his.

“You know, I used to crave for you. I don’t know why Wilson didn’t let us have a taste.”

I tried to aim for his crotch but he grace my knee and lifted it to his waist. I felt the hard object in the middle of his thigh.

“Stay away from me…” I sighed as he hit the exposed part of my shoulder.

I feel when there’s someone hardly pull on the man with braces.

“You f*****g asshole!” I felt a strange joy when I saw Wilson. I could see Wilson’s anger.

“f**k! Wilson, just a taste.”

Wilson threatened him. “She’s mine. Don’t come near my wife again, Ethan. I’ll kill you next time.”

The man laughed devilishly. His lip exploded because of Wilson’s punch. He pushed my husband and stood up straight.

“f**k you, Wilson. Why are you prohibiting me to have a taste of your wife? Isn’t she a w***e?”

“Stop it! I’ve long forgotten our friendship.”

Wilson poured all his strength into the final blow unleashed. The man didn’t defend that. He lost his consciousness.

Wilson looked at me and approached me. I hugged him tightly, terrified.

“Did he scare you?”

I nodded. I can’t stop sobbing.

“God, I’m sorry. This is all my fault.” He said. “He won’t bother you again. I’ll protect you, sweetheart.”

Wilson carried me like a newly wed. I buried my face in his neck. Be was already walking but I didn’t know where he was going.

“What happened to my daughter?” I heard dad’s voice. I squeezed Wilson’s neck harder, I didn’t want dad to see me look like this.

I didn’t hear any music so he might go in begging the door to get inside the house.

“It’s alright, pa. Something unexpected happened. But everything’s fine now.” Wilson promised.

“Take her to her room so she can rest,” Dad said softly.

Wilson lowered me to the soft bed. I clung to his coat. “Do not leave me.”

He smiled sparingly. “I won’t.”

He sat next to me and removed my shoes. After that, he stood up to get some clothes in my cabinet.

“Come on. I’ll undress you.” Wilson said softly.

I sat down and he opened the zipper of my dress. “Damn it.”

“W-why?”

“The asshole left a mark.”

“Huh? There’s a hickey?” I smeared anger in his eyes. I touched my shoulder that the man had kissed earlier. That was covered. “Don’t look.”

Wilson took my hand and pulled it away from my shoulder. I panicked. I felt so dirty. Abundant tears dropped from my eyes.

“Wilson, I felt so dirty.” I sobbed.

His expression softened. Even before I could react, his dropped to my shoulder where the kiss mark was. I was so close to Wilson’s shoulder because of the sensation he felt.

His kids rise until our lips touched. By the time our lips moved it was as if all my fears were gone because of what had happened earlier. I feel so safe in his arms. I moaned as his warm palm touched my bare chest and played with the top of it.

“I’ve never felt this madness before, Olivia. When I saw Ethan following you I immediately turned my back on Mr Fidel to look for you.” I was relieved when he gently kissed the top of my chest. “And seeing you hysterical made me see blood. I want to kill that bastard.