
Finally after a long wait, the long-awaited day had arrived. Today Steven and Ara officially become a married couple. This morning, the two brides took the wedding vows at the large church in the city center. And now their reception takes place lavishly and festively.
Journalists flooded the courtyard of Milan's largest hotel. The couple went in to cover the Wilson family's only daughter's wedding in person.
All-blue, room decoration is dominated by blue. Ara's favorite color. Guests invited are not from ordinary people. The majority of attendees were corporate dignitaries, celebrities, and even state officials with connections to Hans Wilson.
Damian and Grace walked in the distance. Grace looked gloomy because the dress she bought with Rachel suddenly did not fit on her body.
Finally inevitably Grace wears the clothes that Adam bought suddenly. Although she still looks beautiful, Grace still cannot accept the fact that she cannot wear the dress of her best friend's choice.
"Congratulations on your marriage!" exclaiming Grace hugged Ara briefly. Grace was hugging Steven too, but Damian blocked her arm and shook her head.
"What the fuck? let me hug my sister!" middleman Steven. Staring at Damian with a dislike look.
"No, she's my wife only I can touch her!" sarcastic Damian in a loud voice. It doesn't matter if everyone thinks it's crazy.
Stop your noble shameful actions, let your servant live a quiet day without any commotion.
Grace cursed inwardly and looked at Damian as if she wanted to eat the man alive.
"Congratulations on your wedding princess. Tell me if that bastard hurt you, let me blow his head off with a bullet!" it's very much Grace silencing Damian's mouth.
"Don't touch my wife!" as if seeking revenge, Steven brushed off the hand of Damian who was about to kiss the hand and hug Ara.
"Hey I'm your brother-in-law, treat me politely!" reprimand Damian. The whole family who saw the incident laughed.
Steven and Damian are unlikely to make peace. They'll be Tom and Jerry forever.
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Damian and Grace are no longer the center of attention. Now their attention was all on the beautiful blonde woman holding the arm of a handsome man.
The two entered with a big smile. Very suitable, they look like a married couple.
Another in the corner of the room. Keenan seemed to stare dislikefully at the two. Obviously he was here with his daughter and the woman was flirting with another man.
Jealousy, not possible. Keenan prestige wants to admit it. Still evasive, you fucking asshole.
Belle invites her partner to meet Steven and Ara to congratulate them on their marriage.
"Sister, who is he?"
"Include him Michael my college friend first. We are friends and of course very close like brothers!" clear Belle. It also did not escape Keenan's hearing. I don't know since when that brash assistant approached.
Friendship, there is no friendly relationship between man and woman. Surely one of them has more feelings. Looking at Michael's gaze, Keenan knew the man loved Belle.
Keenan's hands clenched tightly until his nails turned white. His jaw hardened, his eyes turned sharp. Upset seeing Belle with another man.
Without saying a word Keenan left the room. Intending to leave Abigail to her subordinates.
"Sister!" call Grace with her cry.
"Hi Grace!"
"Where's Abi?"
"Ah... Abigail with Keenan. He forced me to stay with Keenan two weeks ago!" answer Belle briefly.
"Grace I'm going first. I want to see my daughter for a long time I parted with her!" pamit Belle's. Grace gave a brief nod of omens if she agreed.
Drtts....
If you want to meet your daughter. Meet me in hotel room number 888 ALONE.
Belle wants to take Michael. However, one short message made him undo the intention. Keenan told her to go to her own room.
Belle hesitated, but her longing for her little daughter was unbearable. Therefore Belle complied with Keenan's request and came to the hotel room alone.
Geck! poke! poke!
Doubtful Belle went inside. Dark, what lights this room is deliberately not turned on by Keenan. Where Abigail this room is empty. There's no one here.
How dare Keenan the pervert deceive me.
Brak! the door closed by itself. Belle gave a startled shriek and instantly turned her body around instantly. Keenan slammed the door and locked it tightly. It just makes her fear stir
βWhy did you lock the door, where is Abigail?β belle Sentak. His body trembled in fear seeing Keenan's slanted smile.
Keenan did not reply, still continuing in his footsteps. The man drew closer and his sharp gaze intimidated Belle.
βStop! don't come near me!β pretending to be strong and returning Keenan's clingy gaze. Trying to make him the man ended his gaze and turned his face away.
But all of that did not last long. Belle's defense collapsed, she was afraid of Keenan's sharp gaze. It was just like a mouse entering the mouth of a starving lion.
"You're afraid of me my gaze huh? don't you like the look of the men out there?" trivial Keenan. Keep cornering Belle with her words.
"Stop all your bullshit. Better open the door and let me meet my daughter!"
"You want this?" show the access card. Belle was about to cut it. Keenan avoided it.
"Take it if you can." Put the card in your pants pocket.
"You!"
There's no other choice. Belle had to do what Keenan told her to do. The woman approached and slipped her fingers into Keenan's pants pocket.
Once you get an access card. Belle pulled her hand. However, Keenan did not let her go just like that.
The man pushed her to the point of falling into bed. "What the fuck? get out of my body!" start thrashing. Trying to escape Keenan's clutches.
"Try to turn away from me hm?" whispered Keenan. Holding Belle's hands above her head. That woman can't snort at all now.
"I won't let it. Until whenever you're mine. I won't let you belong to anyone else, baby!" Keenan kisses Belle.
The longer their kiss goes deeper. And Belle was swept away in the atmosphere. So that he fell into the devil's game. That night they made love for the third time.
"I'll marry you Elle. Tonight too!" whispered Keenan before continuing his crazy action.
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"Grace!" call Michael.
"Yes?" grace replied with a faint smile.
βDo you see, Elle?β ask Michael.
"No, wasn't he with you?" Grace asked back. He glanced towards the man.
"He just left, but I don't know where he's going because he didn't tell me!" the worry bias Grace could see from both of Michael's eyes.
From here Grace knows. Michael cares about his brother. And maybe Michael put more feelings on Belle.
"Sister Michael, can I ask you something?β
βYa, ask?β
βWhat sister loves-β
βThis is Grace! I'll introduce you to my business partner." Damian's voice refuted the chat with Michael.
Grace had to leave without continuing. Let Michael go find Belle alone.
"Sorry, I have to go!"
TB