The Beautiful Billionaire

ESTELLE “Gabriel Rembrandt, do you take Estelle Rae Solace to be your lawful wedded wife, to live together in holy matrimony, to love her, honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?”

“I do.”

“Estelle Rae Solace, do you take Gabriel Rembrandt to be your lawful wedded husband, to live together in holy matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?”

“I do.”

“I give you this ring as a token and pledge of our constant faith and abiding love.” He put the ring on my finger.

“I give you this ring as a token and pledge of our constant faith and abiding love,” I repeated as I slipped the ring into his finger.

“By virtue of the authority vested in me under the laws of Isola di Marettimo, Italy, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.”

Linden in a solid beige suit was a sight to behold. And his smile made my heart skip a beat. “I love you, Estelle.”

“I love you, too, Gabriel.” I closed my eyes and felt his wet lips pressed against mine. And I was vaguely aware of our witnesses from our families and friends clapping. At this moment, I’d never been this happy in my entire life. “Yes!”

Linden laughed.

“You’re mine again.” I got a reward of a kiss before we walked to the aisle.

Dad and Mom walked me down the aisle earlier. Moses and Rome and his wife Princess Carlott were our sponsors. Cenric and Sadie, Mykel and Adley, Beck and Maeve, Striker and London, who just gave birth two weeks ago, were also here. Of course, Jasper, Grace, Micah, Hope, Tate, Striker’s adopted father, were present, and this ceremony wouldn’t be complete without Linden’s men.

Sax was his best man, while Willa was my maid of honor. Our guests were from our companies, Star LLC, Osmium, the Hover, and family friends.

We headed to the reception in the villa at the mountaintop to greet and welcome our guests. It was spectacular, with table arrangements, fresh flowers, and lights. At night, it was breathtaking. And everyone seemed to be having fun.

After we danced for a while, my feet were killing me. “Baby, I wanna sit down.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Something wrong? Is it your abdomen?” My husband’s hands came to my baby bump.

“No. Just my feet.”

“Okay.” He helped us to our table. “Are you hungry?”

“Stop it. I’m fine.” Chuckling, I slapped his thigh playfully. Sax caught my eye talking to one of our guests. “I hope Sax finds his woman tonight.”

Linden noticed it, too. “I still have a lot of single men. Quinn, Lynx, Q, Kye. I don’t know why they are still single when they have a lot of time to go on dates.”

“How about you, husband? What took you so long to find your woman?”

He looked down at me with a smile and kissed me on the nose. “Timing, my love.”

“Well, wasn’t that perfect?”

“You are perfect and beautiful.”

“Ah.” I froze. My hand flew to my abdomen.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Wow.” I grabbed his hand and placed it where she kicked so hard.

“Wow, my baby girl.” He still felt her movement. “She’s practicing kicking boys in their groins.”

I laughed. “I will enroll her in martial arts.”

He also joined me in laughing until his smile faded. I followed where his gaze fell.

“Oh, my God.”

“Wait a sec.”

“Baby, don’t.” I held his hand. “Willa is a grown woman.”

“He’s dangerous, a murderer, and a mafia. She won’t have a normal life with him.”

“He’s also dangerously handsome and charming.”

He groaned before he sat back and asked, “What the fuck is he doing here anyway?”

“We should ask him that?”

As if he heard us, he came to our table. “Congratulations. Beautiful ceremony.”

He took my hand first and kissed it. “You look lovely, Mrs. Linden.” When he offered a handshake to Linden, I could already feel the tension.

Linden gripped it hard and didn’t let it go. “Stay away from my sister, or you found an enemy tonight.”

“Willa doesn’t know who I am, does she?” His eyebrow raised a little as if challenging Linden.

“Fuck off, Vasilyev.”

“Of course.” He smiled.

Finally, Linden let his hand go, but my husband didn’t even blink as he watched Ilya walk out of the reception.

A few minutes later, Moses came to us. “Did you invite him?”

“We didn’t.”

“He wouldn’t risk anything because he knew he was playing with fire. And they were talking. Not flirting.”

“I still don’t like the idea of him walking around and talking to my friends and family,” Linden said through gritted teeth.

“He knew his limitation,” Moses tried to calm Linden, but his body was still stiff. “And don’t ruin your wedding day. He’s not worth it.”

“What is he doing here, anyway?”

Before Moses could answer, Terzo came to us. “Best wishes to both of you.”

“Thanks for the gift, Terzo. You shouldn’t have bothered, but I appreciate it.” I tried to lighten up the tension. I felt like Ilya ruined my husband’s mood and wedding day.

“My pleasure.”

When Moses and Terzo left us, I held his hand. “Gabriel, please forget about what you see. This is our wedding, our special day. Maybe Moses was right. He just came here to extend his greetings.”

“I doubt that, baby. He’s here on business, but it’s not a coincidence why he just walked in without invitation.” He gestured at Lynx. “Someone let him in despite our security restrictions.”

Lynx came in. “Yes, boss.”

“How did Ilya manage to come inside our reception?”

“He has an invitation, boss.”

Linden and I shared a look.

“We did not invite him.”

“What do you want us to do?”

“Nothing. Make sure someone has eyes on my sister.”

“Got it.”

***

We traveled to the next island the following day. It was a perfect getaway with beautiful, pristine, clear-water beaches and stunning tourist spots.

“Are you tired?”

“Not really. I don’t want to think about bad guys and troubles right now. I just wanna be with you and spend every second of our honeymoon kissing you, hugging you, and more kissing-”

“And fucking.” His lips curved up in a wicked smile.

“Take it easy, husband. I’m very pregnant right now.”

“Dr. Chesca didn’t say something about forbidding you from sex.”

“I know, but I can’t let you fuck me three times overnight.”

“I won’t. I will take you slow and dirty.” He leaned in and joined me in bed. His hand went south, between my thighs, slipping inside my dress. “Kiss me, my love.”

He didn’t have to say twice. I opened my mouth to welcome him, and he didn’t waste any more seconds. He slipped his tongue and kissed me hard like he had been starved for days.

I let him do as he pleased, taking off my clothes and throwing them over his shoulder. Once I was naked before him, he rose to his feet and stripped his clothes one by one. My eyes drifted to his hard cock, making my lips dry. Then he joined me back, carefully lay beside me, and kissed me again. Heat raced through me as I melted into his kiss.

My breasts were heavier and bigger, and my nipples were hard and sensitive, wanting attention, but it didn’t stop me from enjoying sex. My back arched in anticipation. Linden didn’t disappoint. He captured my nipple with his mouth, sucking it and releasing it with a pop.

“You still don’t have milk.”

My brows furrowed. “Isn’t it too early?”

“I don’t know. I should Google it.” His answer made me chuckle. “Do you always Google everything?”

“Pretty handy.” He paid the same attention to the other.

I moved my hand to his head. “I want you now, baby.”

“Would you like to be on top?”

“No. Just take me right now.”

He chuckled. “Just no fucking.”

“Just make love to me.”

“My pleasure, my love.”

The moment he was in, my body burned with an intense sensation. I moaned as his hand cupped my breasts, his tongue against mine as he rocked his hips forward, enticing something deep inside me.

I grew wetter the slower he thrust. I grew desperate the way sweetly he kissed me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, seeking the fiction I ached for, that I would lose my goddamn mind if I wouldn’t get it.

He growled into my mouth. He felt it, too. He sped up his thrust, making me whimper. My hips jumped at the contact of his thumb against my clit, working on my sensitive spot until I was on the brink of my orgasm.

I rolled my hips as he took his thrust further and deeper. The faster he did, my head fell back against the pillow, my hips bucking against his ministration. And I was panting as the intense pressure built in my core.

“Fuck.”

I felt him. He grew bigger inside me, my muscles clenched around him, and my heart was about to give out.

“I’m coming!” My fingers dug into the flesh on his back as I tried to stifle my moan, but before I could take control of my world, I was already screaming his name as a convulsion of pleasure rippled through me until the aftershock of my orgasm eased. Linden came just seconds after, and his body fell to my side.

“You’re still irresistible after I married you twice, Estelle.”

“And you still have a big dick after becoming my husband twice, Gabriel Rembrandt.”