Chapter 3
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I couldn't sleep a wink last night either from the nerves or from the kiss. I'd say it was a combination of both.
I'm brought out of my thoughts by the ringing of my phone and it's an unknown number
“Hello”
“Good morning ma'am”
“Good morning…”
“I'm here to take you to the courthouse”
“Courthouse?”
“I believe it's your wedding today ma'am”
“My wed- s**t!! Please give me a few minutes I'll be right there with you” I gasp hanging up the phone and rushing off to get ready
I had been so nervous I actually forgot the reason, I'm getting married!!!
I'm done getting showered in record time, perks of being an all nighter in uni,I quickly put on a simple white gown I had thrifted a while back. It was an off the shoulder gown with flowy sleeves and it stopped right before the knee. I paired it up with a brown sandals and I quickly put on mascara and my trusty Fenty lipgloss. Sam had gifted that to me on my birthday, he knew I wanted it but couldn't afford it. One more reason he's a sweetheart
On days like this my hair decides to favor me and doesn't end up looking like a bird's nest. I'm out of the door and running down the stairs in less than 20 minutes after the call. Record time I tell you.
Stepping out of my apartment building I'm met with an out of place luxurious sleek black car parked outside and I knew it was from Knox.
“Ma'am shall we?” I'm pulled out of my thoughts by the driver standing with the door open and I blush at being caught openly gawking at the car.
“Um yeah sorry” I mutter climbing into the car.
The wedding proceedings are quite simple and short, we walked in, signed some papers and boom we're married.
He doesn't say a word to me as we were driven back to the hotel he was staying in. He looked as though was holding himself back.
My mind began to race as we stepped into the elevator. What if he had changed his mind and was already regretting marrying me? What if he's this cold and distant?
The doors open to the penthouse. Of course he'd be in the penthouse.
He walks in, not sparing a glance at me and walks over to his desk fumbling with some papers, while I take in the beauty of the room he walks back over to me, handing me a pen and some documents.
“Read through it and if you don't like anything you can correct it and then sign it”
“Okay” I mutter as I take the materials from him
I take my time going through each word and I'm shocked that every single thing he said he'd do, were all stated in the contract, including the huge alimony I'd be given when we do divorce.
“I have one condition though… I'd like to still have access to our child” I asked looking up him
He takes some time to consider it before he nods “sure if that's what you want”
I smile brightly as I add the clause to the contract and then sign it.
“Okay then, what do we do now?” I asked as I finish signing the papers
“We do this” he said as he pulls me up from the couch and kisses me, he paused a bit to add “I've been wanting to do this all day” and continues his assault on my lips
His hands trail down my back as he hungrily kiss me, he opens up my zipper and my gown pools down at my feet
“No panties… Good girl” he hums into my mouth, not breaking contact.
The next couple of hours were a frenzy of clothings getting ripped from our bodies and our sweaty bodies joining, the sound and smell of s*x was deeply soaking up the room.
Later that evening, as I lay cuddled up with him, trailing his fingers up and down my back “What next? Do we go on a honeymoon or what?” I tease him
“Ever gone to Greece?” He asked with his eyes still closed
“Greece?”
Next morning we were on a private jet, heading off to Greece, I really needed to pinch myself because I have got to be dreaming
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