Chapter 72: Chapter 72
Edith
The next day I get a call from Regina. Our exams date list had been announced and they are to start within a month. I had already completed my preparations and so there wasn't a need to worry.
I call Sandro and tell him the excited news of my stay with him for the tests but I was sceptical if my dad would agree for me to stay in his house since my marriage is already fixed. "Tell your dad about your examinations and I'm sure he wouldn't deny your stay with me." He speaks sanguine giving me the tranquillity I desired most for the moment.
I get down the stairs, show dad the notification that I got in my mail box and did a double take when he offered me on his own to stay in Sandro's house. I wonder how Sandro goes completely sure regarding my matters. "Dad I wish my wedding doesn't intrude with my internals." I open my concerns to my father because I did not wish to settle in low grades after doing so much of hard work throughout the year.
"The ceremony is very soon going to be held though the date hasn't been announced Princess. But you need not worry for the day wouldn't interfere with your tests." My father assures. "Because it is not only us but the groom too wants you to be free from the exam stress on your special day." I wonder who this man is who thinks so much about without even knowing me. Am I falling for the guy even before seeing him?
That day I spent my complete time with Regina doing shopping, going out to watch movie and giving her the information of the God forbidden news that I was getting married very soon. To my surprise Regina least cared about my feelings and on the contrary enquires about the ring. That's when I realize how eerie is my marriage? No engagement, no announcement of date and most importantly I did not even know the face of the groom.
My life is very complicated. I'm in love with someone and my marriage is with someone else. I do not even know the name of this crazy Romeo who wants to marry me even without seeing me and my dad says he loves me very much. Love is blind and that is proved with this point now. Weird much....
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It was time to meet my prince charming again. I know these uncontrollable feelings are going to land me into deep shit. I am soon going to be married but as long as time permits I want to enjoy in my fantasy world with my lover boy.
I tell my father to arrange a chopper for me to go to New York but all the ten jets that we have are occupied. Dad needs one to go to Australia for a business meet and five are with my older brother. I know he always has innumerable cock and bull excuses to tell me when I need a jet for personal travel. The remaining four have just gone engaged yesterday. Our company's higher grade employees are complimented with the facility to travel in our private jets whenever they need them on official purposes.
"I'm sending you one of my jets. Do not worry. Come prepared with your whole stock of books. You will stay here till you finish your exams. And relax your dad isn't going to go furious on you." Sandro says lifting away my entire anxiousness. My lips do not cease to stop smiling like a crazy idiot that I'm.
The chopper had huge letters carved on it - The Martins as it landed on our private space of the California airport. My personal driver and bodyguard dropped me at the airport on the instructions of dad. I still wonder how dad agreed to this, sending me to the house of another man who wasn't a part of my family especially when my wedding was fixed.
Every thing that Sandro says comes out true in my life as though he framed my destiny. The staff was extremely courteous asking almost every ten minutes if I required anything. Sandro takes care of every minute detail regarding me. If he had the chance, he would have personally come to pick me up but he was busy both with hospital and the multi million worth business of Sunrise Industries that he solely inherits from his father Augustus Martin.
Soon as the flight lands in the private area of New York airport I see a white Porsche parked a few feet away. Beautiful face, well defined, with a sharp jaw and angular cheekbones, the complexion of his skin going well with his ocean-like eyes. Oozing sexiness Sandro comes out of the car buttoning his coat in his dominating powerful strides. He was a man dressed to kill putting on shades like a walking Venus. The navy blue suit he was putting on fitted him perfect to suit his machoness.
As soon as his hands reach me Sandro pulls me close and kisses my forehead. "How was the journey? Were you comfortable in the ride?" He asks me curious. I simply nod captured in the intensity, and honesty, of his gentleness. Two bodyguards in black suits walked behind us carrying my luggage to the trunk. "I hope you had good fun in shopping with Regina." My eyes gaze at him perplexed and he chuckles. "I watch on your every move Princess."
The depth of his eyes peeking down at me to the gentle expressions in his tone held me possessed like a spark towards a spirit.
Perhaps this is what is meant to be a gentleman, not one of politeness, but of control and power yet with a subtle way of showing love and tenderness. The touch of his hand upon my own brings goose bumps as if his soul shines through my skin. The car ride was silent but alluring. His sweet scent of musk and hue was lingering in the air. The privacy was down and he brings me close. I dunk my head to the crook of his neck and he inhales deep. In his embrace I am home. No words were spoken it was just silence but for the beat our hearts dancing in a rhythm.
"Why are your eyes red?" He asks me concerned pushing away the hairs falling on my face. "I couldn't sleep yesterday night with the anticipation of seeing you." I smile locking my eyes with his. He doesn't speak but holding my face in his callused hands he brings his head down and captures my lips. It was a kiss that was steeped with passion but with a gentle caress. It ignites a promise of realness with a primal confirmation that he existed only for me. In the moment, our chemistry becomes more intense kindling in the ever-bright flame. His hands follow the curves of my body in passion as our kiss escalates into something deeper, stronger and harder.
Few hours later placing his hand on my belly Sandro pulls me to his lap. Both of us sat squatting on the bed with me on top of him. "I do not understand where my life is progressing, Sandro. My father refuses to give me even the name of my groom. No engagement, no celebration....I do not even know if I would have guests attending my marriage. Regina was asking me about the engagement ring and I'm sure within a few days there will be more people to ask about it."
Sandro turns my face to look at him. "You want a ring, right? No worries." Opening the top drawer of the bed side table he pulls out a blue velvet box and displays to me a beautiful ring of 24 carat uncut diamonds embellished around a Jade stone. "I wanted the shade of the ring to match the color of your eyes. That's why I chose this one." Holding my hand in his, he gently slides the ring on my left hand ring finger. "You bought a ring for me? I ask him unable to believe my own eyes." He nods. "Do you like it?"
I couldn't reply him. I turn around and adjust my head to his crook and cry aloud. "It is beautiful." I squeak and continue to cry. He nibbles my cheeks with the pad of his thumb. "You waited for my confession all these months. Isn't it love? And now it goes. Yes I love you so much....more than you can imagine...not now and not from last eight months when you started living with me but since the day I first met you when you were five." I was flabbergasted at his revelation. Words go sealed but to fall out of my lips. He smiles and closes my jaw that was dropped open.
"What am I going to tell my dad now? I'm engaged to you and marrying someone else." I whimper. He kisses me firm and strong gulping away all my sobs. "You can show him the ring. He is not going to scold you for anything." He wipes my tears away. "And flash the ring to Regina too that will keep her mouth shut." He tells me in arresting smiles and then moments later both of us burst to chuckles.
"How can you be so sure with everything that happens to me, Sandro?"
His hands slowly reach my nub rubbing me there. "I just know, do not ask me how?" Sandro was the most striking man in the world when he smiled like a silver fox capable to grace the cover of magazines. I got up from his lap and he pulls my pants down. "You have got very long, creamy and sexy legs." He kisses my upper thighs and pulls me back to his lap. Pushing my panty besides he continues to play my genital. "Mmm" a soft whimper escapes my throat and he arrests my lips with his in a hungry kiss.
"I love the way you moan for me." His tone goes husky. His hand reaches the edge of my night shirt and pulls it up. He unclipped my bra, in a swift moment and starts licking my breasts, fondling and sucking on them. In no time the room fills with our moans and kisses as both of release our juices encapsulated in the feeling of blissfulness.