Happy 10K reads guys<3 love you all smmm!!

Okay y'all I wanna say smth. Calvin has a stubble. Yeah. (i find it SEXii yeh)
I dont think Ive mentioned it before, so here it is.
For reference, go and see the photos of michele morrone. You can also imagine him if you want.

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Bella Richards

"We reached." The car stopped in front of the parking lot of a hotel. It was big, very big. I remember it being very popular because of its size and all the big funding it had within them. Many big businessmen and politicians arrange their parties, events, and come to stay here. Yet, it wasn't the biggest hotel here. The biggest hotel is actually from Richards&co. And it had twice the visitors in comparison to this one. I think you know who it belongs to.

Once the car was parked, we stepped out of the car. While he was talking to one of his friends, I called Christiana to ask her if she's near here or not. We were here because, of course, we need to make these two meet and they'll go together from here.

"Yeah, I'm here. Right outside" I heard the door closing of a car.

"Oh" I stride a little ahead towards the gate of the parking lot. "We're at the parking lot, come here."

She hummed. "I'll be there after paying for my fare." she kissed the phone, "mwah, see you in a bit."

I chuckled, "yes yes." I kissed the phone, mirroring her actions.

I cut the call and turned towards him, and he was looking at me with squinted eyes. I bobbed my brows, indicating to him to spill the tea. Then, my eyes laid on his figure...

He was leaning on the bonnet of our car, while his hands were buried in his pockets. His black tuxedo, with a white shirt underneath tucked elegantly, with a black tie complimenting his look. His perfect thick locks were not gelled, but were set upright, with some of his curls falling on his forehead - urging me to just ruffle them and ruin his hairstyle. Aghh, Stop looking like a fucking greek god for Christ's sake.

I gulped down the saliva that had been collected in my throat. I licked my lips to moisten my dry lips, while he shook his head, answering my question. I strolled towards him and leaned on the bonnet, while keeping my hands behind, on the bonet.

"Christiana is here. She is heading towards the parking lot after paying the bill for her taxi." I said, and he looked at me and nodded. "What about your friend?" I added.

He exhaled a breath and looked at me, "Matthew being Matthew. He's a little late because he couldn't get enough of his dog." he rolled his eyes and I narrowed my eyes at him. "But yeah, he's on his way." he continued.

"What?" He inquired with furrowed brows, looking at my expression.

"Why are you angry at him? He said he's on his way. And there's nothing wrong in showing your love to your dog, it ain't his fault." I huffed.

"But that doesn't mean you're going to avoid an important event because of your pet." He stated, and I twisted my upper lips.

"He didn't avoid it. It's just 7:30. He isn't late." I stated the obvious, while he just looked at me with a duh look and I gave him a 'what the hell do you mean by that man?' look.

"We have to be present at the hotel entrance before 7:45. And the whole party starts at 8:15. So he needs to reach early so that both of them can at least meet and know each other's names or stuff she needs to know before attending the event."

I pursed my lips cause he was right - only a little. Yes, only a little.

"Got nothing to say?" he taunted sarcastically and took his phone out and started storming through his emails. I huffed and waited for my love, Christiana, to come. My eyes narrowed on the gate of the parking lot and I saw her figure entering the parking lot, looking a little perplexed.

I smiled instantly and rushed towards her and waved my hands towards her, indicating for her to come towards us. Her slight and little figure strided towards our car with that smile on her face. Once her figure started to magnify, I saw her dress was olive green, which hugged her curves perfectly. My love looked so pretty if I'm being honest. I smiled when we both were in front of each other and hugged as soon as we were in front of each other.

"Oh my god girl!! You look soooo slayyy!!! Goshh!!" she exclaimed, dramatically stretching the words, after she parted her body from mine.

I giggled and said, "thank you and you too, babyy!"

She giggled and spoke again, "oh my thank youuu"

Her lips twisted when she looked behind me, "that your husband?" she asked in a slight annoyed tone. I couldn't decipher the fact that why she was annoyed but I shrugged it off - knowing her hate for men.

"Yeah." I smiled.

"Why is he looking at me like that?" she said, giving him, I assume, stink eyes. I furrowed my brows as I had not really turned around to see him.

I slowly turned around to look at him. His features had darkened, and he was giving a stern glare at Christiana. My eyes then traveled to his hands, where I noticed his tight grip on his phone. Why was he glaring at my baby? And why had his features darkened so much?

I looked at Christiana who was glaring back at him with no shame. Oh god. This kid.

"Okay okay. What's the matter? Why are you two both throwing daggers at each other?" I questioned, moving closer to Mr hubby.

His eyes shifted to me and his features just relaxed, which made me furrow my eyes a bit. Wasn't he just glaring at her right now?

Our attention was shifted by a car honk - to which I looked at the source of it and Calvin just growled. The car drove to the parking area, and I checked the car out. It was hunter green in color, and had a glossy finish to it. One could say that this car has been purchased just now, but someone like me, can know that this car is at least some months old. The little scratches on the bonnet indicated it. Well...They call me car sexual for a reason shrugs

My attention shifted to Christiana whose phone rang, and she hurried away to attend it. My brows furrowed because of the way she distanced herself as soon as she saw the caller ID. I hadn't really seen it because of the way she hid it, but one thing I'm sure of is that she is hiding something. And I really hope that she will inform me as soon as possible.

I heaved a sigh and looked at the front where the car got parked just beside ours. I chuckled internally seeing Calvin's face - he was literally glaring at that car as well with an annoyed expression. Now what problem does my pookie have with this car? From where did the pookie come from?!

I squinted my eyes when I saw a guy with dirty blonde hair coming out of the car. He had a big grin plastered on his face; he looked familiar. Oh, he must be his friend, Matthew!

"Heyyyy!" he said once he was in front of us. Since I was a little distant from him, I took a few steps closer and smiled at him.

"Hello" I said, to which he forwarded his hands for me to shake. while displaying his bright smile.

"Hey dude!" he said, facing Calvin and forwarded his hand for him to shake - who threw him yet another deadly glare. Now I feel like he glares at every single soul on this earth, except me.

"So eager to touch my wife, huh?" He narrowed his eyes while giving him the deadly glare of the year. His jaw clenched and a little nerve in his forehead was twitching. I looked at him, bewildered by his actions. Why was he talking to him like that? And what's happening with that nerve of his? Is he okay?

Matthew just rolled his eyes and looked at him bored while he whispered something in his ears. I furrowed my brows as Calvin just rolled his eyes - still glaring at him, while Mathew was just smiling at him.

"Anyways. Hey Bella! I'm Matthew, by the way." He looked at me and smiled, "And we met at the wedding venue, but I couldn't be present there for long because of an emergency." He gave a sheepish smile while he rubbed his nape. I chuckled and nodded, "it's okay, I understand."

"..sorry..." I saw Christiana coming from behind - just behind Matthew with her eyes on her phone as she mumbled the words while walking to us. "I had a phone call to attend."

Matthew's facial expressions changed a bit at hearing the sweet voice behind him. His doe eyes sparkled a little and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, as he slightly turned his head back.

Christiana, who was stuffing her phone inside her clutch, didn't notice the figure in front of her and assumed it to be me as she walked nearer and nearer. And boom!

"Shit sorry!" She bumped into him and finally looked up while rubbing her forehead as it had hit his shoulder.

I saw both their expressions change slowly but the change was obvious. Christiana's cheeks got slightly red and Matthew's eyes dilated.

"You!", "you?!" They both said as they stared at each other with wide eyes and slight red cheeks. Christiana had a little embarrassed face while Matthew had a satisfied and happy look on his face. eh...what?

What the hell is going on here?

"What the hell?" Calvin and I uttered at the same time. We both looked at each other with wide eyes as we spoke the same thing at the same time. I shrugged it off and looked at the two in front of me.

"Don't tell me you started with your casual relationships again!" We again spoke simultaneously.

Matthew looked at Calvin with pursed lips as his face turned red, while Christiana glared at me.

"I left that long ago after high school!" they both said together. Their necks turned at the speed of light and looked at each other as they both blushed. Well, they both were embarrassed of course. Anyone would be!

Calvin and I looked at each other - while he looked bored and relaxed, I was freaking out. Oh god, please save us from this awkward situation. Just someone says anything and gets us out of this awkward situation!

As if reading my mind, Calvin cleared his throat. Our necks turned towards him, while he stood with a relaxed face with hands in his pocket. How does this man stay calm and composed all the time?

"It's 7.42. If your introduction is done, we must leave." he spoke curtly and Matthew nodded slowly at his statement. He walked away towards Calvin, but not before giving a last glance at Christiana with a small smile on his lips. After that, they both started walking towards the gate of the parking lot, while Calvin looked at me with his natural cold yet endearing eyes - which he normally gives me. I smiled at him, my eyes literally thanking him.

Now, I want the tea behind this thing. As the boys were away, I folded my arms against my chest and arched my brows, urging Christiana to spill the tea. Her pupils quivered and her cheeks went red - let me tell you, this means something is actually fishy.

"I'll tell you later" she mumbled and shook her head as she rushed out of there with flushed cheeks. I twisted my upper lip in disappointment and caught up with her pace.

"So you're gonna leave me hanging?" I asked, while she shook her head.

"I'll tell you later. Don't worry." she replied and waved her hand in the air. I shrugged, knowing it is unnecessary to push her further on this matter. She'll tell me whenever she wants, and I know she will because she can't hide shit from me.

We both strolled out of the parking lot, only to find Calvin rolling his eyes on Matthew. Change of personality so easily, Mr hubby?

Christiana's steps were nervous, and it was obvious that she was embarrassed and she was fearing something or someone. Matthew's eyes automatically traveled to her as we walked closer to them, and it just got stuck there. He didn't move them one bit. Which kind of made me aware of the things going on in his mind. He better not have bad intentions with her, or I swear I'll slit his throat.

Christiana's eyes fluttered open to his figure, and his eyes widened in the slightest, and the tension grew. They both had flushed cheeks - while Christiana had nervous eyes, he had hopeful ones, shining at the sight of her. Stop staring at her like that-

My eyes then traveled to Calvin, who had furrowed his brows and looked at the scene in front of him. Even Mr Ice cold Latte is shocked at this scenario. I was trying to control my laugh as his eyes were dramatically traveling from Christiana to Matthew, and Matthew to Christiana.

He huffed and finally cleared his throat, "should I start saying the vows or will you two stop staring at each other and follow me to the event?"

The two iconic people in front of me got out of their daze and nodded at Calvin, while he looked at me - urging me to come to his side. I made my way to him and stood next to him, as we both started walking towards the hotel. I felt a little nervous because after we cross the entrance of the hotel, the paparazzis will fill the spaces and I will be hella nervous around it. The reason is: flashes. I hate them.

My attention shifted to him as our fingers brushed with each other and I could feel his warmth beside me. I don't know if I can describe it well or not, but his presence automatically brings me a little comfort - I don't even know why.

His fingers traced with mine, and it ignited a little electricity within me. This feeling felt odd, and strange. This happened whenever he was near me or touched me.

"Where did they meet?" he asked with a whisperous tone.

"How must I know?" I asked in a whispering-yell tone.

"You are her best friend. You must know!" he replied back in the same tone.

"You are also his best friend, you should've known as well!" I replied and he turned away, making faces. He's such a kid.

Silence prevailed between us as we made our way to the entrance of the hotel, while our fingers still brushed against each other. I smiled internally, knowing the effect it has on me.

"The paparazzis are present just after the entrance of the hotel. I hope you're ready." he asked in a low tone, and I looked at him.

I felt a little nervous and self conscious about my looks. What if I disappoint him? What if something weird happens? What if I don't act professional and polite in front of the paparazzi?
Do I look good? And do I even look good enough to be his wife? Do I even fit here? And...do I look like a slut for wearing a tight dress?

"Bella?" he asked, snapping me out of my overthinking self. I looked at him, with a hum escaping my lips.

"Uh...earlier you asked about my opinion of the dress..." he continued, while he cleared his throat. I snapped my head in his direction, trying to calm myself. What is he going to say? Will he like it? Or does he find me ugly?

"...you look..." he paused, still not looking at me, "beautiful."

My cheeks turned all red, and I could feel my heartbeat beating faster than normal speed. He thinks that I do look pretty. He thinks that. And on top of it, he complimented me. I felt happy, I don't even know why.

I gave him a warm smile and spoke again, "th-thanks..." I stammered. I fucking stammered.

He nodded while he smacked his lips onto each other, while looking away. I kept looking at him, with that same smile on my lips - not knowing what made me smile so much.

I didn't even know when we reached the hotel entrance, because of the trance I was in. He first looked behind us and threw a glare at Matthew and Christiana, who were walking like fucking robots but were slow as a tortoise. Matthew gave him a sheepish smile and walked ahead to match our pace, while he looked at Christiana for her follow. She just blushed- WTF WHY IS SHE BLUSHING??? - and followed him like a kid.

I controlled my laughter and was about to walk one more step, but then I felt him intertwining our fingers together. My heart beat escalated, and heat creeped my cheeks by his one touch. Lord, I hope he doesn't feel my heartbeat or else I swear I'm gonna die of embarrassment.

"I hope you're comfortable, Mrs Richards. Because tonight, I will either be holding your hands with my fingers entangled with yours, or be holding you by your waist, so that you stay by my side tonight." He husked near my ears, which made my cheeks darken with the shade of red, and my throat gulped down salvia.

He said the most double-meaning words in a way that it would seem so fucking normal but if you have a polluted mind, it would not let you think straight. What the fuck is wrong with you, ice cold latte?

We walked through the houge entrance, which had beautiful chandeliers hanging on its ceilings, and greek decorations and paintings on them. I looked at them in awe because I had never attended big big events in my whole life - and this was my first time!

While I had the eyes of admiration for the architecture, Calvin had the contrary. His expressions were calm, composed and the permanent scowl was on his face. He needs to smile more as his smile is contagious.

Actually, no. He doesn't need to smile. Anyone will fall for him by that, and I do not want that. Yeah, that is much better.

You seem obsessed.

I might not be obsessive for many things. But what's mine, is mine. I don't care if this is a marriage if convenience. Until and unless we're married, he's mine.

Dats somethin i would say guys. bel is changin i guess-

Nobody's changing. Now shut up.

Matthew and Christiana followed behind us, and I think they have conversed a little, because the tension between them was getting thick and awkward. I hope they have..

I saw ahead of me, and saw big glass doors in front me. I could see thousand fucking paparazzi around the red carpet and also the reach businessmens arriving and leaving or walking through it. Now i felt a little anxious. Seeing this much cameras...this much people...it scared me a little. I hope I do good or else I won't forgive myself.

I felt a tug at my fingers and I moved my eyes towards the source of it - only to find him squeezing my small hands in his, while his hazel orbs stared at me with concern and worriedness clear in them. I looked at him, searching for his question or intentions behind his action.

"you look anxious. Everything good?" he asked, as if he read my mind.

"I'm good....I just....I mean...yeah I'm a little nervous....but I'll be okay..." I ensured him, even though I wasn't really ensured myself.

"Just smile at the camera and don't listen to any of their questions. I'll take you outta the red carpet once we're done. And if you don't like or can't take in the flashes of the camera, I'll be there to protect you." he assured me with a gentle voice, and I moistened my lips. My fingers automatically wrapped around his - grasping that comforting heat from his hands.

"if you feel nervous, just tell me. I'll be there to comfort you. If you don't like the photos, just tell me. I'll get those photos deleted. If the paparazzis get you uncomfortable, just tell me. I'll sue them." He assured in his normal tone. This made me look at him completely and a smile automatically carved on my face, and let's not forget the natural blush which comes to me when he says all these words.

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