“Desy and Grace would be the witnesses from my side, and your parents from your side”
After having lunch, Ansell was discussing everything he had planned for the wedding day. We were supposed to engage in the conversation but he is the only one who is telling us everything. The reason is quite clear, it is only him who is happy with this wedding.
It’s been three days since returned from my parent’s house and the wedding papers are almost ready. The lawyer had brought the marriage papers for Ansell to review, but he had sent the lawyer away, claiming that a specific clause wasn’t included that prevented me from seeking a divorce. I found this clause troubling and wondered which law he was basing it on, as it wasn’t something I had encountered in my legal career.
Because of the papers, our marriage has been delayed for four more days and I am glad for that because I myself am not feeling well. Somewhere i know what’s the problem that’s bothering me but I couldn’t do anything about it.
“My brother?” I asked him, interrupting him in the middle.
I wanted him to remind me that my condition for marrying him was to release my brother. Two days ago, I had pressured him to drop all charges against William, but he had threatened not to release him if I kept pushing and he would still end up marrying me. If he surely fight the case for him once he is out.
“Yes, he will be released on the wedding day but I don’t want to attend it when Desy will also be there” he declared.
Desy now knows that William is alive and that her gunshot that he died so that she could recover fast and be didn’t want anyone to know about it. But now that I know this, he doesn’t mind.
“It’s okay, Ansell” Desy said. “I am fine, you call him. I think he has already had enough of his punishment. I have forgotten the incident and healed a lot. In fact, I am leaving abroad in a few days, and I want to leave everything behind. I don’t want to carry any baggage with me that could hinder my new life” she explained.
“We will see about that” Ansell replied as she stood up. “For now, we are going to finalize the cake. Grace, don’t prepare dinner for us. We will eat out. And Desy, remember to take your medicines on time”
Yes, and store them in the drawer.
I wanted to add it but I kept my lips sealed. I am sure she must have found some other place to hide her crime.
“Come on, Nara”
Reluctantly, I stood up and followed him because I didn’t have any other option. He had some dreams, which I had to fulfill if I wanted to see my happy family together.
Now that I have decided to sacrifice myself, I shouldn’t regret it.
Once inside the car, Ansell turned on the music and sang along with it, which I noticed he used to do when he was happy. As Ansell’s cheerful voice filled the car, singing along to the music, I couldn’t help but steal a glance at him. His happiness was infectious, and it had been that way ever since his return.
I don’t know if he is pretending all this but somewhere I feel like he is guilty about the night he took me roughly and is now trying to change himself.
“So where do you want to go first? Cake or dress?” He asked me.
“Whatever you want” I replied softly without turning my head to him.
“Ummm, let’s go and try the cake. I will ask them to deliver the dress at home” he said.
“Fine, whatever suits you” I replied.
He pinched my cheek and focused on his driving. He stays in a jolly mood whenever I listen to him.
He again started chirping the song while I looked out of the window.
As the rain began to gently patter against the car’s windows, I closed my eyes, hoping that this sacrifice would lead to the fresh start my loved ones so desperately deserved.
After Ansell parked the car in front of the cake boutique, we entered together and were greeted warmly by the well dressed staff that were already waiting for us.
The cake boutique was a sight to behold, bathed in a golden glow, with an extravagant chandelier taking center stage. I had never been to such a luxurious place before, and it left me slightly awestruck.
“Welcome Mr. Orion and soon-to-be Mrs. Irian” it stung to hear Mrs. Orion speak from his mouth, but I tried to hide my discomfort.
“Congratulations on your upcoming wedding” the man said and we just nodded.
“Come with me, the cakes will be served soon”
We nodded our thanks as he guided us deeper into the boutique. I assumed we would be sampling cakes in a open area, but to my surprise, he led us to a secluded room.
Inside, there was a plush couch where he gestured for us to sit. Four elegantly dressed bartenders entered the room, each carrying a tray with different small cakes, which they placed in front of us with great care.
“Take your time. We will be waiting for you outside” the man said with a bow before they all left the room, leaving us alone.
What?
Since we started the cakes like that.
“Taste and select” Ansell’s words broke my chain of thoughts.
“You can go with it. I am fine with whatever you choose” I told him.
“Tsk” he said, clicking his tongue. “You are the bride, it should be your choice which cake you want ” he said.
As a bride, cake should be my choice but what about the groom?
Shouldn’t it be my choice whom to marry without getting practically blackmailed?
I wanted to end this as soon as possible and engaging in any argument will only waste time.
I took a bite of the first cake, appreciating it’s ornate design, but it was a bit too sweet for my liking. So, I gently pushed it aside.
The second cake had edible gold on it and I didn’t like it much.
Ansell noticed my hesitation and passed me a glass of water. I sipped it to cleanse my palate before cautiously tasting the third cake. He knows that I don’t like sweets very much and can’t have more than one spoon or piece.
As I took a spoonful of the third cake, a delightful explosion of rose elegance filled my mouth, and a soft moan of pleasure involuntarily escaped my lips. It was as if I had just tasted a slice of heaven, perfectly sweet, velvety, delicate, and utterly divine. It was the best cake that I ever had and I didn’t think there was a need to taste any more cakes.
“This one is nice” I declared with satisfaction, gently placing the spoon back on the plate.
“Let me taste” Ansell, intrigued by my reaction, leaned forward to taste it for himself.
My head was to his side, watching him intently as he filled the spoon with the cake and when I thought that he was about to taste it, a smirk played across his lips and before I could understand what was brewing in his head, he leaned forward and applied the cake to my lips.
My eyes widened in surprise, my lips parting slightly as the unexpected sweetness clung to them. Panic surged through me, and my instinct was to wipe off the cake, but before my hand could reach my lips, Ansell captured my wrist. In one smooth motion, he leaned forward, causing me to collapse back on the couch.
I was about to ask him what he was doing when he interrupted me.
“Shhh” he shushed me. “”Let me taste the cake”
My heart raced as I lay there, his warm breath grazing my skin, his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. The taste of the cake lingered on my lips, but the sensation of Ansell’s presence and the unexpected intimacy of the moment left me breathless in anticipation.
His tongue darted out and he ran the tip of it on my closed lips, his eyes on me sending chills to my bones.
He licked once again and this time from one corner of my mouth to another, his eyes not leaving mine even for a second.
“Indeed, it sweat” he murmured against my lips.
And when I thought that he was going to pull back he took another spoonful and this time he fed it to me. I was about to close my mouth but he grabbed my jaw keeping my mouth open before leaning down and started devoting the cake through my mouth.
Gross!
I never thought of kissing someone like this. He was practically eating it from my mouth.
“It is the sweetest and most delicious cake I have ever had” he murmured, giving me time to catch my breath.
Only a second passed when his lips were again on mine. Every flick of his tongue made him groan in my mouth, crushing me beneath his weight.
It was a hungry open mouth kiss, which made me forget everything and made my head hazy. I kept my tongue still while he explored my mouth, as if were the only thing left for him to eat. He is always controlling and demanding, no matter which aspect of life it is.
I became out of breath and he pulled back. Our breaths mingled when he placed his forehead over mine. His eyes met mine. He ate my lips so furiously that there was no trace of cake over them.
When the heat in me calmed down, a wave of guilt washed over me.
Now I could see the desire pooling in his eyes which made me gulp in horror.
I just pray that he is not planning to do anything here. Anyone could walk in at any time.
But I am also aware of his pent-up desires. He wants me from the day he has returned. And then he said those words which I was dreading.
“I want you”