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Tears glittered in her eyes. She had been so worried that he was going to run again that it had petrified her. “Still have you?” Shewhispered hoarsely. Her hand came up to grip his strong wrist. “Still have you?” She repeated. “Always and forever. I belong to you Axel. I love you so much that it hurts here.”
With her free hand, she thumped where her heart was beating unsteadily. “I never dreamed I would ever find anything like this, and I am committed to you – only you.” The tears leaked down her cheeks. “I will never cheat on you!”
“Shh,” he whispered thickly. Her words had an electrifying effect on him, and he knew that very soon, words would be impossible. “I know baby.” Pressing her back against the pillows, he cupped her face, his fingers gentle.
“Somehow, I know. I think I always did, but I have been hurt and was afraid to trust again. But I cannot do without you. I refuse to.” He brushed his lips against hers. “Marry me darling.”
“Yes.” Her arms came up around his neck and she held on tight. Her chest was bursting with so much happiness that it was difficult to contain it. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as if he had all the time in the world and he did. His sex lengthened and swelled.
Shifting, his mouth still fused to hers, he slid into her smoothly, his thrusts sure and powerful. Arching her body upwards, she met his sure strokes, her body already splintering in reaction to the lovemaking. She loved him, this powerful and unpredictable man who had humbled himself before her.
She wanted children with him. She was going to show him unequivocally how much he means to her and that it was possible to put his trust entirely in the love they shared.
Chapter 16
She was getting married! Today was her wedding day. She was marrying the man she loved and no matter what the weather was going to be, it would be perfect.
Standing in front of the gilded full-length mirror, Ellie passed her hand over the incredibly rich lace of her dazzling white gown. She had chosen to wear the traditional color for specific reasons. This was the beginning of her life with Axel, and she liked to think that their love was from somewhere pure and spiritual.
The dress was couture and very expensive. It was a Romano’s original of course and the design was one she had produced by herself.
She had sat with Monique Romano and her team and told them her desire. Not too fussy and not too simple – and the end result was eye-catching and sexy and so ‘her’. Monique had remarked on it with a smile.
It was made entirely of lace and had thin straps crisscrossing at the back, with tiny pearl buttons meeting at the cinched in waist and going all the way down to where the lace was applied to a thin wispy material that drifted to the floor.
Gloves covered her arms, all the way to her elbows. A stunning diamond necklace, a gift from her fiancé, was around her throat, the stones matching the earrings dangling from her lobes.
Her short, permed hair was artlessly styled, the top a mass of wavy curls, with the sides and back brushed to perfection. Her makeup was flawless and her eyes glistening with happiness.
“I don’t need to ask how you are feeling.” Leonard Logan came up behind her, a bemused look on his craggily attractive face. He was wearing a dark blue tux with a sprig of red roses pinned to the lapel.
The wedding was being held at River Glades and everyone had been invited to the reception. Her mother had complained bitterly about that and had tried to persuade her to have it somewhere else. “That man owns some of the most beautiful locations in the world. Why is he insisting on having the wedding in that tiny town?”
“I am the one who suggested it. Both his mother and sister reside there, and they have a beautiful house and garden that’s perfect for the ceremony. We are having something intimate, right in the arbor, surrounded by all her beautiful flowers and afterwards, it will be open to the residents. The decision is final.”
She had grudgingly accepted. Ellie had also been shocked to find out that her parents were now back together.
“I told you that I am a patient man, and good things come to those who wait.” Her dad had told her with an impish smile.
“Aren’t you afraid she is going to hurt you again?”
He had shrugged, the smile never leaving his lips. “It’s all part of life, sweetie. You have entered the grown-up game of giving your heart to someone and you are going to discover that it will not always be a walk in the park.
That young man is going to hurt you without even realizing it. Something he says, or forgets to do, a ghost from his past, littleor big things will pop up and you are going to have to find a way to deal with it.
You are going to hurt him too, but the thing to remember is that you love each other and as long as that is the case, everything else is inconsequential.”
Turning away from the mirror, she went into his arms. “Oh daddy, I cannot believe it’s possible to be so happy.”
He held her in a tight embrace, so emotional, he could scarcely keep from crying. “He had better not hurt you.” He whispered gruffly. Putting her away from him, he studied her glowing face and shook his head. “You are even more beautiful than your mother and that’s saying a lot.”
“Thank you, daddy.” She swallowed the lump in her throat.
“There is something I have to tell you.”
A frown touched her brow, and he shook his head. “It’s good news darling.” Lifting her hand to his lips, he kissed it gently. “Your mother and I were married two days ago.”
“What?”