FreshyGore

"Shhhh," he cut me off, his palms spreading on the revealed skin of my abdomen. His index fingers made their way into the waistband of my sweatpants as he pressed his front closer to my behind. 

"Don't shush m-" I tried to argue.

"I said so," he stated, his tone going deeper as his hand went lower, this time to the waistband of my panties. I couldn't control my breathing anymore, more so as his teeth lightly grazed my neck. "So you better obey."

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They say "A night in Vegas can change your life."
Rachel didn't think this saying would apply to her. Well that was until she opened the door of her hotel room after a crazy night out.

As a marriage certificate is shoved in her face, she notices a glistening diamond on her ring finger.

The piece of paper turns out to be legit as stated by the lawyer who presented it. What's more shocking is that her said husband is Lorenzo Caden Peters, one of the best actors in the world and soon to be CEO of the biggest textile company around the globe.

How would their life turn out?

To Love & To Hold

She was about to open up the file she carried with her but halted at my statement. The file was dropped on her lap as her eyes slowly shifted from it to my face. "What do you mean?"

"No, not about Lorenzo," I hastily clarified before she got the wrong idea.

"I know I said I'd support you but don't hit me like that," she exhaled while I chuckled in response. "What wrong choice did you make then?"

"Not telling Mom and Dad about the wedding," I blurted in a sigh, feeling guilty.

"You haven't told them yet?" She gasped and sat forward, her knees inches from brushing mine due to her position.

"What part of my earlier statement don't you understand?" I rolled my eyes and leaned back, my stare diverting to the ceiling.

"Why haven't you?" She interrogated and gave me a smack on the thigh that had me hissing at the sting and facing her.

Lorenzo?