Chapter 13.
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The wedding celebration was lavish, becoming hot news across various television stations. It was hailed as the most expensive wedding, boasting a fantastic dowry and supremely luxurious decorations. Furthermore, Elena, as the queen for a day, wore a gown costing a million dollars, dubbed the most expensive wedding dress of the year, its value reaching millions of dollars upon completion.
The souvenirs were a particular topic of discussion among the guests, including the latest model phones, a complete jewelry set, and designer bags from a renowned brand.
Thus, it was safe to say that the marriage between Elena and Julian would be talked about for days. It was also the moment of unification for two large, wealthy families: the Montgomerys and the Thornes.
Evander worked tirelessly, ensuring the party ran smoothly and safely. Although his primary focus was Elena, the security team was also connected to him.
While on duty, he was constantly teased by guests. Most were beautiful, rich girls, but many wives of officials also secretly stole glances and offered sensual provocations.
Elena frowned when she saw several beautiful girls deliberately approach Evander, acting flirtatious and asking for selfies. However, the man politely declined and avoided them.
One particularly sexy actress approached and deliberately pressed her body against Evander, hoping the Captain would take the bait and offer his phone number.
This made Elena seethe.
The party finally concluded as night slowly crept in. The guests had dispersed, leaving the reception hall, which was integrated with the hotel. Only a men's party for Julian remained, conducted discreetly away from camera flashes. Even his family was unaware that Julian was holding such a party after the main event. It was a bachelor party that should have been held before the wedding, but due to busy schedules and the expedited wedding, Julian decided to host it tonight instead.
Elena was escorted to the bridal suite in one of the hotel's rooms by a bridesmaid. Evander faithfully followed behind her.
"Leave me alone!" Elena commanded, exhausted, as soon as they were in the room.
"Are you all right, Miss?" the girl asked.
"I'm fine, I can manage everything myself!" Elena said, offering a faint smile.
The bridesmaid, who had intended to help Elena change, then excused herself. Evander also made to leave the room when Elena's voice stopped him.
"Don't go!" she pleaded, without turning around.
Evander paused at the door, feeling hesitant and wary that Julian's men might be watching them.
"Don't worry, Julian won't come up until his bachelor party is over!" Elena said, perceptive.
Slowly, Evander closed the room door. The man felt nervous, he wasn't sure why. It felt as if this was their own first night together.
"Can you help me here?" Elena asked, sitting at the vanity table with her back to Evander.
Evander turned, seeing Elena looking at him through her vanity mirror. Still in her wedding gown, which made the atmosphere feel profound.
Evander walked closer, stopping behind Elena. For a moment, they gazed at each other through the mirror's reflection.
"Could you please help me with the zipper? My hands can't reach it," Elena said.
Evander held his breath, listening.
A moment like this should have been the most beautiful and sacred for a married couple. Where they were finally lawfully wedded and could begin their night happily.
"Evan..."
"Let me help you take off your crown first," Evander said, without breaking their gaze.
Elena smiled.
Carefully, Evander removed the thin veil, then detached the diamond crown from Elena's hair. As the crown was lifted, her elaborate updo came undone. Her hair fell loose, cascading beautifully.
"Now the dress, please," Elena said, her eyes dimming.
Evander's hands swept her beautifully wavy hair, moving it to one of Elena's shoulders.
Elena closed her eyes, feeling Evander's fingertips accidentally brush her nape. Her heart pounded faster as she felt Evander slowly pull down the zipper, as if fearing the small metal end might hurt Elena's back. Evander shielded the inner part of the zipper with his fingertip.
But it was that action that made Elena gasp.
As the zipper opened, Evander's fingers seemed to leave a trail of heat along her spine, making her breath quicken, holding back the spark of desire that began to ignite.
"Evan..." Elena whispered, looking at Evander's reflection in the mirror with longing eyes.
Evander couldn't tear his gaze away either.
As the wedding dress fell, the room's lights dimmed.
***
Julian laughed, his face flushed from too much champagne. He waved at his friends, chuckling as he saw each of them with a girl who would be accompanying them for an overnight stay at the hotel.
Staggering, he walked towards the elevator, stumbled at its door, and was helped by a room boy. He was assisted to his bridal suite.
"Oh, Elena, wait for me, darling! I'm going to make you beg for mercy all night long!" he babbled, hiccupping occasionally.
"Did you hear that, boy?! Elena is my wife now, and I'm going to be the richest and most powerful man after this!" Julian roared with laughter until he could no longer support himself. The room boy looked a little overwhelmed, trying to hold up Julian's tall body, which was staggering aimlessly from heavy drunkenness.
"Ah, yes! Where's my bridal suite? Damn it! I forgot to ask!" Julian cursed.
"In the suite room, sir!" the room boy chimed in.
"Oh, you're smart! Take me there!" he commanded.
"We have to take the elevator again, you got off on the wrong floor, sir!" the room boy said again.
Julian grumbled irritably, but he was powerless due to the alcohol. So, he just followed wherever the room boy led him.
"If you mess around, I'll throw you onto the street!" he threatened, his eyes closed.
The room boy snorted. He somewhat regretted having to deal with Julian, whom he knew to be arrogant and arbitrary. If there weren't CCTV cameras, he might have just left him lying in the elevator.
They then entered the elevator and waited for a moment until the elevator chimed softly, indicating they had reached the intended floor.
"Come on, sir!" the room boy said, struggling to keep Julian standing and guide him along.
Meanwhile, in the bridal suite...
Two souls made love, passionately driving each other on. Sharing breaths through every kiss and caress, their bodies glistened with sweat.
Elena smiled amidst her panting breaths, her slender fingers touching the handsome Captain's face above her. She admired how that handsome countenance was now intimately entwined with hers.
Then Evander pulled Elena into his embrace, whispering praises and compliments into his beloved's ear. Before they both succumbed, sinking and dissolving into an extraordinary feeling.
"Evan..."
"Elena..."
For a moment, they just lay there in silence, savoring the lingering sensation.
Suddenly...
"ELENA! I'M COMING, DARLING! OPEN THE DOOR QUICKLY!"
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