My Vampire Husband

Chapter 3: Loyalty is Non-negotiable

He gently guided me into the passenger seat and carefully buckled my seatbelt. "It's my friend's car," he explained. "He doesn't need it right now, so I'm borrowing it for a few days."

I let out a sigh of relief. I had been worried that if our situations were too different, I'd feel a lot of pressure.

I forced a smile, and just then, he looked over. Our eyes met.

About an hour later, we walked out of City Hall, holding a piece of marriage certificate. The weight on my heart finally lifted.

With this, I could inherit my grandfather's estate.

It was then that I noticed the name on the marriage certificate: Alec Cromwell.

Oh my god, I didn't even know my husband's name until now. This is hilarious.

Alec offered to drive me back, but I shook my head.

That Porsche 911 was way too flashy. I didn't want people thinking I was some gold digger.

We exchanged phone numbers. Seeing his friend, who had brought his passport, I greeted him before calling a cab to head straight to my dessert shop.

I had to admit, his friend was good-looking too. Just a bit too pale, which made him seem unhealthy.

I saved Alec's number under the nickname "Sweetie."

Right after saving it, I texted him: [Hi, do you have any thoughts about the wedding arrangements? I prefer to keep things simple.]

He replied quickly: [Hello, Mrs. Cromwell. Everything as you wish.]

I was surprised by how agreeable he was. I liked people without too many demands.

That evening, I tossed the marriage certificate in front of my parents. "Mom, Dad, I've got the certificate. Now I can claim Grandpa's inheritance. You can stop setting me up on dates."

Finally, I could get a good night's sleep. I still couldn't understand why Grandpa insisted I get married to inherit.

Before bed, I called Alec. He picked up quickly, but he was panting, and his deep, magnetic voice made my heart race.

I tend to get tongue-tied on calls. Noticing my silence, he asked, "What's up?"

Trying to sound calm, I said, "Nothing much, just wanted to let you know my parents want to invite you over for dinner."

He had no objections, "Whenever you want me there, I'll be there."

I had to admit, he was charming.

Just then, I heard a woman's scream on the other end of the line.

Considering his heavy breathing earlier, some R-rated images flashed through my mind.

This was the risk of a quickie marriage, starkly clear.

We didn't know each other well, but some things needed to be discussed upfront.

"Who's with you?" I asked.

Alec's breathing had calmed down. He replied coldly, "No one important, just a bunch of ancient vampires."

Sounded like he was trying to fool a kid.

I frowned, cutting to the chase, "I don't care what you do, but after we're married, I want you to focus on this relationship. Loyalty is non-negotiable. What do you think?"

He laughed, "You probably misunderstood the weird noise. I was just watching TV. Don't worry, I have no side flings, and I'm clean."

I took a moment of silence for my wild imagination.

Whether he was telling the truth or not, I felt relieved after hanging up. Being straightforward was a principle I always upheld.