Chapter 163
Chapter 163:
Though I knew he had plenty of money, I never considered myself worthy of such generosity.
I was on cloud nine when he pushed inside me. “I can’t wait to see yours on your ring finger p>
“Oh yeah?” He nuzzled under my ear, lightly biting my earlobe, sending me closer and closer to my climax.
“Yeah, I want… Ghazi, I want you… us p>
“Remy, baby, you have me… always.” He kissed me with passion and tenderness, and I couldn’t fight it any longer. I came hard, letting him hold me in his arms as he kept pounding with such vigor until he finally let go, moaning my name as he filled me with his release. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ.net
“When do I get to see my ring on your finger?” I asked, my impatience getting the best of me.
He chuckled and turned me around to face him. “I love how messy you are, my cum trailing between your legs. So fucking hot p>
“Come on, you’re going to clean me up in the shower.
Then you can look at my ring while I spread my hand on the shower wall.” I giggled when he growled and practically swept me into his arms, taking me straight to the master bathroom. “I already got the marriage license; we can go as soon as tomorrow. Whenever you want p>
“I need to call Jacqueline, she p>
“…will cut ties with us if we don’t invite her,” he laughed lowly, setting my feet down on the bathroom tiles.
By the time night came, I couldn’t believe I was able to walk properly after the orgasms Ghazi had given me. Everything fell into place when I rested next to him. He took my hand and placed it across his middle, my leg draped over his as I hugged him like a clingy baby monkey.
“You know you’re stuck with me for life now, right?” I teased, kissing his broad chest adoringly.
“I do, and I can’t wait to start our days together,” he said sweetly, making my heart melt with promises of our future.
Remy, the Husband-to-be
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As the wedding date approached, I still couldn’t believe that I was about to marry the man I loved. It had taken Jacqueline three months to prepare for my wedding, since she never got to plan her own. She was going all out, and all I was allowed to do was offer my opinion or just sit back and look pretty—her words, not mine—especially in the last three days.
With every decision she asked me about, my nerves grew. Even though I knew the event would be beautiful and perfect, I couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious. I had complete faith in Jacqueline, though.
The venue was booked, the seating arrangements were set, and I loved how she had organized the floral arrangements and color schemes.
The guest list was finalized, invitations sent, and the tuxedos were tailored and ready. It was surreal to see the white and black tux, knowing the big day was quickly approaching. I was both nervous and excited.
Jacqueline had done an incredible job of keeping me calm. Ghazi, on the other hand, had been busy for the past three months. Since he proposed and put a ring on my finger, he had been meeting with his new business partners. His uncles’ disappearance—something I knew well—had been orchestrated by Zal and his men. I fully understood why Zal did what he did to avenge his boyfriend, Oscar. Yes, Zal and Oscar had reunited as a couple after Zal took him back to his place, and now they had settled into a new home not far from ours.
Things were still a bit awkward between us, but we had shared a few dinners as couples. Ghazi and Zal had always been close, and I could see that Oscar was doing better. I wasn’t sure about his family situation, but it was clear that he was happy with Zal.