Chapter 16

March is a beautiful month. Perhaps because the air becomes warmer. This day was especially special for Clare as she stood on the wedding cake taking her vows to the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

They had been best friends since childhood, spending every day with each other until a conflict arose between them.

When she thought about it, it seemed to her that this point had to happen in their lives for her to realize that Ian was the man destined for her. He may not have been her first love, but it seemed to her that he was the special one, for life.

He had already been someone important to her since childhood.

Now, solely because of him, she was getting chills, craved his closeness and kisses, although Felix will always play a significant role for her. He left several months ago, disappeared without a trace, but there were days when she thought about him and wondered if he was okay.

She made no secret of the fact that she wanted him to finally speak up and say that he was fine.

It seemed to her that applause echoed in her ears when Ian kissed her on the wedding cake.

She was happy and wanted it to always be that way.

She dreamed of nothing more than a stable life with the man she loved by her side. Being with him, she didn't have to give up her family or move away from her friends.

If she had chosen Felix... she realized, her life would have been entirely unique. Her parents would never have accepted him, she would have been solely on her own.

- Now no one will ruin our happiness," Ian whispered in her ear, then lips brushed her cheek.

Held by his hand, she smiled radiantly.

- This day has finally arrived and no one will ruin our happiness," she confirmed.

Guests ate dishes at round tables that were set up around the wedding cake. They talked and laughed loudly. It seemed that everyone was happy that day.

Clare and Ian approached the guests, and tried to spend at least some time with everyone.

After dinner was over, photos were taken, with plenty of laughter. Clare tripped over her gown and landed in her husband's arms, which the photographer managed to capture.

- I hope this photo will be displayed in your living room," Ian's father spoke up, which made the bride and groom laugh.

- And it's on the main wall.

The three-hour ceremony was over. Clare and Ian thanked the guests for coming. They couldn't wait to enter the suite, which was a gift from their parents.

Sitting in the back of the car, they held hands looking happy.

- You are officially mine, and I will never let go of your hand again," he said, looking into her eyes.

These words satisfied her heart.

- I am only yours," she confirmed. - And I look forward to the rest of my life by your side.

The apartment, which was located in a wealthy Miami neighborhood, caused the bride and groom's hearts to beat faster. Before they went inside, however, Ian took his wife in his arms wanting to carry her across the threshold of the door.

- I love you," he announced, kissing her on the lips.

Clare squealed with excitement as her husband let go of her in the living room. Putting her hands to her lips, she looked around the apartment that was the nest of their love with sparkling eyes.

- It's so beautiful here...

The white combined with the gray and black color scheme worked perfectly together. Their apartment was two-story, there were three bedrooms, two bathrooms and a living room with a kitchenette.

- You, however, are more beautiful. - Ian put his arms around her waist and kissed her in the middle of the living room, unable to resist her. It was tonight that they were to spend their first night together. He had waited so long.... and now they were married and starting the next stage in their lives.

- First let me get ready," she said in a whisper, putting her arms around his neck. - That evening I want you to take your breath away, so take a shower and wait for me in the bedroom.

- In which bedroom?

- I will find you," she replied in a seductive voice, touching his nose with her finger. She kissed his lips, then headed for the bathroom. She smiled when she spotted the sexy lingerie her mother had prepared for her on the shelf. - Fortunately, she hadn't forgotten.

Dressed in sultry red lingerie, she entered the largest bedroom, whose bed was sprinkled with rose petals.

She stood in the threshold of the door and, leaning with her hand against the door frame, smiled seductively while extending her leg forward. She saw her husband's glittering gaze, with which he wandered over her body.

Her desire for this night became stronger when she realized how good Ian looked shirtless, topped off with uncombed, still damp hair.

He moved closer to her, and she took a step back, feeling the cold wall behind her. She shuddered when his warm hand touched her cheek.

She had waited so long for this moment....

He lifted her up and when her legs entwined with his hips, he moved toward the bed. He laid her down on the satin sheets, and then she slowly began to pull off his pants, leaving only his boxers.

His touch made her hot, she craved it like an addiction. The more it happened, the more she wanted even more.

He kissed her lips, going down one by one and fondling her cleavage and breasts with his lips. He removed her lacy bra, then slipped her panties off.

He showered her entire body with kisses, handling her gently and with great sensitivity.

When she grabbed his buttocks and drove his celadon nails into them, he entered her, making her body tremble.

This was just the beginning of their romantic evening....

*

They lay side by side, without any unnecessary words, in silence. Clare dozed in his arms, and he stroked her hair with his hand.

She was happy. She could spend the rest of her life like this, without leaving her bed, just lying like this in his embrace.

- I once swore to myself that if it wasn't you, I wouldn't marry any other woman," Ian spoke up, kissing her on the forehead. - Dreams do come true.

- Have I deceived you that much?

- Simply for me, you were, are and always will be special. No other grows up to match you.

- You make me blush.

- Should I make you blush even more? - He leaned over her, his elbow resting on the pillow.

- You don't have to because I still haven't cooled down," she stated, putting her hands to her cheeks.

Ian brushed a strand of hair away from her face, looking at her with love in his eyes.

- I love everything about you. Your cheeks, your nose, your lips," he enumerated, kissing her on every part mentioned.

- I wonder if you'll still be saying that in twenty years....

- I'll talk like that until my fucking death," he admitted.

Clare laughed, and then he snuggled his face into her neck.

- With you, I'm pleased, and I can't imagine a future without you. Now that you are beside me, I am safe," he whispered.

These words brought tears to her eyes. She thought about how she had treated him in the past, that she didn't believe him, didn't trust him, thinking he was trash. It turned out that she was the biggest trash.

- You don't have to worry about anything anymore. You will never lose me, Ian.

He lifted his face and looked into her eyes.

- Do you swear?

- I swear.

His face became calmer.

- So even if you get angry with me, will you forgive me?

- Do you have something on your conscience? You'd better confess now," she said in a warning voice.

The boy forced a fake smile, then shook his head. He snuggled his face into her neck again, feeling uneasy.

- You know everything about me. I don't have any secrets.

- It had better be so because as your wife, I can unleash a spanking on you. Watch yourself, Mr. Waller.

- That's right, Mrs. Waller.

The blonde lay on her side and looked into his eyes for a long time.

- Many women will envy me having such a sexy husband.

- I, on the other hand, will have to drive many men away from my sexy wife.

- I hope you won't be the possessive husband type.

- If need be, I will be.

Clare laughed at his serious face.

- No worries. I have no admirers since they found out I'm with you. They are afraid of you.

- And rightly so.

*

It was early morning. Ian was still asleep, so Clare quietly got out of bed to prepare breakfast for them.

First she had to search the cabinets to find out what lay where. Their parents had furnished their apartment with every little detail. They had everything they required for daily life and could only buy extras.

She laughed quietly as she opened the refrigerator and noticed its contents. It was stuffed to the brim. However, she decided that she would prepare omelets with chives for them.

Her husband was addicted to them.

The smell of coffee spread throughout the apartment. The 20-year-old looked at her phone, which had been vibrating for a long time. She wiped her hands on her gaiters and answered the call from an unknown number.

- Hello?

- Congratulations. You're married, Clare. - She furrowed her brow, wondering how she knew the voice. It seemed familiar to her, although it undoubtedly belonged to an older man. - I'm sorry I wasn't invited to the ceremony by my nephew, which is why I'm calling you. This shithead probably wouldn't take a call from me.

- Excuse me, but who am I talking to?

- With Ian's uncle. We are a family now, and I have to take care of you, too.

Her smiling husband entered the living room, stretching.

- What smells so good here? - He asked.

- Can you tell me your name? - She turned to the man she was talking to on the phone.

- Happy new way of life and tell my nephew that I am angry with him. That's no way to say thank you for a favor.

The man hung up and she looked at Ian.

- The man who claimed to be your uncle called. - It seemed to her that his face had solidified. - He is angry with you because you didn't invite him to the ceremony. He stated that this is no way to thank you for a favor.

The brunet walked over to her and snatched the cell phone from her hand. With wide-open eyes, he looked at the number.

- Never take calls from him again, do you understand? - His voice sounded sharper. - There's a reason I didn't invite him to the ceremony. My family has been unfamiliar with him for years. This man has head problems, that's why I don't want you to have anything to do with him.

- But how did he know my name, how did he get my number, Ian? - The girl was shocked.

- He is capable of anything. Just don't take calls from him, okay?

She nodded uncertainly, and then he put his hand to her cheek and stroked her skin.

- I prepared breakfast for us. - She changed the subject.

- And how beautiful it smells," he leaned over her and kissed her on the lips. - You remembered that I have a phobia about omelets.

- I know you inside out, so watch yourself, Waller," she warned him.

As she turned her back on him and walked to the countertop to finish eating, Ian rubbed his forehead, looking nervous.

He couldn't let Clare find out what he had done to get her away from Felix.

If the truth came out.... he would be finished.