CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Niko entered his suite carrying the bride box. He placed the wedding gift on the table next to two crystal flutes and a bottle of champagne chilling in a silver bucket. The box belonged to Isabel once again. The archaic custom had been fulfilled. He only hoped she felt like his wife now. If not, he would do his best to make sure she did by morning.
He was prepared.
Nervous, but he was ready.
The kiss during the ceremony had whetted his appetite and made him want to skip the reception, but that would have broken protocol, upset his parents, and dishonored dignitaries and guests.
The staff had decorated the room per his instructions. Soft music played. Flickering candles provided a romantic atmosphere. Someone had turned down the duvet and sheets so he could carry his vi
