Forbidden Heat R18

“Where is the groom heading to and in such a hurry?”

Lucien turned around in the corridor at the sound of the voice he least wanted to hear at that moment.

“Edward…” Lucien hissed as his eyes met his brother’s.

“Meeting Natalia?” Edward stated his well-educated guess.

“Yes…” Lucien replied flatly.

“Are you going to finally tell her?” Edward asked.

“You told her a few things, it’s time I tell her something as well,” Lucien answered without hesitation.

“Well, I don’t envy the position you’re in. Good luck, brother,” Edward said as he turned to walk away in the opposite direction.

…

I arrived at the groom’s dressing room and found it empty. Since I left the ceremony hall before Lucien, it was no surprise that I arrived here before him. The room was silent as I waited anxiously for Lucien’s arrival. I wonder what he wanted to talk about and why now all of a sudden? There were so many people still in the venue and it was clear that it would take a while before people started to head home from the celebration. Drinks are still being served and people are still mingling as they utilize this opportunity to network.

Lucien is taking a little while; I wonder if he’s able to slip out from the crowd? I couldn’t stop pacing around the room impatiently, so I decided to sit down on the chair as I waited for him. In a few minutes, I heard the door of the room open slowly and Lucien strode in.

“Sorry, I’m a little late…” Lucien apologized with a soft smile as he took my hand in his.

“It’s alright. I just got here a few minutes ago. So…umm…what did you want to talk to me about?” I asked, unable to keep my curiosity in check any longer.

I still remembered the shocking fact that Lucien had revealed about my mother’s death. He told me that there was something he wanted to tell me, was it related to my mother’s death as well? I needed to know. I’ve decided that whatever the truth was, I wanted to know all of it.

“Not here. Come…we’re leaving this place,” Lucien said as he pulled me to my feet and urged me to follow him out the door.

“But the wedding…” I started to protest. What would happen to the rest of the party if the groom was gone?

“…is over. As far as I’m concerned, the wedding is over. Let’s go,” Lucien said as he continued to pull me behind him.

…

“Where are we going?” I asked in a slight panic after we entered his car.

By some miracle, or the fact that Lucien had the route planned out, we were able to get to his car undetected by the press of any members of the family. I bet Angela has figured out by now that Lucien is missing. She won’t be able to stop us now though. Lucien had already started the car and began driving out of the venue.

“You’ll see. We’ll be there soon enough,” Lucien replied.

…

Lucien was right. Soon enough, we arrived at one of the most expensive hotels in the city. I’ve been here before many times with Lucien for dinners and parties. However, I never imagined that I would be here alone with him on his wedding night of all nights. Why are we here?

I glanced over at Lucien as he held my hand firmly as we walked into the hotel lobby. The manager of the hotel whom we knew quite well greeted us immediately. Without saying anything needless besides the formal greetings, he escorted us to the private elevators hidden at the back that I knew would guide us up to the exclusive upper floors of the hotel.

Once the elevator door opened, Lucien and I walked in together. We were alone when the elevator door closed, and we were on our way to the top floor of the hotel. The top floor hosted only one unit which was the Presidential Suite. I’m well aware that Lucien can afford these luxuries without any effort, but the Presidential Suite can be a bit much.

Lucien continued to hold my hand firmly in his without saying another word. Finally, we reached our destination floor and the elevator doors opened. Stepping out from the elevator, I figured out right away that I was right. This was indeed the Presidential Suite in all of its full-blown and very over-the-top luxury. The thing that caught my eye the most was the panoramic night view of the city that could be seen from the extensive glass wall that spanned the room.

“Wow! The view is magnificent!” I exclaimed as I walked closer to the glass wall. Touching it with my fingertips to make sure that the glass was really there.

“You like it?” Lucien asked. He came to stand behind me before wrapping his arms around my body from behind in a loving hug. I relaxed my body in his embrace as we watched the night view together.

The view was beautiful and all that, but it didn’t explain why we were here or what he wanted to tell me after the wedding. I was dying to know but Lucien didn’t seem in a rush to tell me.

“Come. I have other things prepared that I think you’ll like…” Lucien said with a smile as he guided me by the hand through the living room of the suite and then into the bedroom.

I wasn’t prepared for what I saw in the bedroom. It was beyond my imagination. Lucien could be considered a genius at preparing surprises. Red rose petals were scattered all over the king-sized bed. The most surprising was a gorgeous white wedding dress decorated with lace and flower embroidery. Was this dress for me?

I looked at Lucien questioningly and he replied with a nod. But I…Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Will you wear this dress for me?” Lucien asked as he took both my hands in his. I was shocked and didn’t know what to say.

–To be continued…