Ryan pov
After taking lots of endless pics with my family, jemiah family , our friends and well wishers of course also giving the paparazzi a lot to keep to keep them busy the coming week , we headed to the PEDROS MANSION.
My grandpa had insisted the reception to be held at our family luxury mansion house. I had wanted us to do a small wedding because what are we celebrating honestly?
A marriage of convenience? A love marriage? Who are we kidding?
The only reason why am still standing in all this charade and faking a smile is because of my babies .my beautiful chains of companies.
I have worked too hard to lose that because of refusal to walk down the aisle with an acqua eyed girl.
She wants to play married right? She should get ready because I am not going to play her games.
That kiss at the altar was the last and only form of affection she will get from me.
I cringed knowing I was so going to get an earful of mockery and jabs from my guys tonight.
I already had an earful already at my bachelors party last night , the great f**k my guys arranged as a last time gift compensated for it though.
I smiled because there’s no way am going to stop my playboy ways because of jemiah.
We got to the reception and the party started in full swing.
Food, drinks were served .
Few people gave their speech about jemiah , about how she was a sweet soul and will be greatly missed. voluntarily.
My grandpa also gave a speech about how nice and caring I was , he said the crowd should overlook my playboy ways that with a sweet soul like jemiah , that I was a finished man ………….which made everyone laugh.
I just rolled my eyes inwardly …I wish
After what felt like forever , I and jemiah were asked to step into the dancefloor and dance together as a first time couple.