Chapter 63
1007words
"He made you promise that?" Emily asked, joining our conversation.
Zuria shook her head, "No. When he died, I stood by his grave and told him that I would never love anyone again. He was the jealous type. He didn't really like me talking to other men unless they were close friends or family. He was very protective, and I didn't mind because that's exactly what I need. He'd probably roll in his grave if he saw me getting closer to another man."
"I'm sorry, but he sounds toxic." Emily voiced.
Zuria didn't get offended, instead, she smiled, "When Gabriele and I met I was deep trouble. They were persons who wanted me dead, and he protected me. He was very protective of me because he knew what I had done and why I was on the run."I could tell she was choosing her words wising. I had no idea what her past was like, and she never once mentioned it to me. I didn't ask. "There were many times men tried to get close to me to use me for my expertise. It just became a habit, not that I mind. He was the only man I wanted around me. Imagine loving someone that much." she whispered. It's been three years since her husband died and I could tell she still hasn't recovered.
She lifted her head and smile. "Enough about me, you're the bride. Do you know where you will be spending your honeymoon?"
I frowned.
Honeymoon?
"There won't be a honeymoon." Eric wanted Valdo and I to sort out the adoption papers as soon as possible. A honeymoon never even came up in our conversations.
Emily laughed, "Do you really believe that?"
"I'm fourteen, and I know there is going to be a honeymoon." Christina giggled.
I shook my head, "No. We have to sort out the adoption of Jamaica as soon as possible. We don't have time for a honeymoon."
Zuria chuckled, "You just married a Billionaire. Honey, you're having a honeymoon."
"It's going to be a long night," Emily said, wiggling her eyebrows.
I blushed knowing exactly what she meant. "Emily, It hasn't been six weeks yet."
She rolled her eyes, "There are other ways to pleasure each other."
"Emily!" Zuria shouted and pointed at Christina.
Emily laughed, "Really, I'm sure she knows exactly what we're talking about. Her belly is proof."
I looked at Christina, who was blushing, "I only did it once, and it lasted for like a minute."
"That's awfully sad," Zuria whispered.
I looked at her with wide eyes. The few sexual encounters that I had with William hadn't lasted that long either, so I guess my sexual experiences were just as sad as Christina's.
"I don't think Gabriele was as good at anything as much as he was good in bed," Zuria muttered to herself. "He was really good. I miss that." She smiled at me and winked.
Emily smiled, "You're a lucky one, Jakoby. You get the perfect man, and you get to have sex with him any time you want. I'm jealous!!"
I laughed. It was a pity that Valdo and I wouldn't be able to consummate our marriage tonight. It still didn't make me less excited. We were going home tonight as man and wife; anything could happen.
"What are you ladies over here talking about?" Valdo asked as he came towards us.
"Oh, nothing. We were just leaving." Emily said. She used her head to point to the other girls. I couldn't help but laugh.
If I haven't met Valdo, I would never meet such amazing women.
I looked at him and smile, "You're amazing."
He blushed, "So are you."
I looked at his black tuxedo impressed by the quality, "You look great."
He pulled me closer to him and bent his head to my ears, "So do you. I can't wait to take that dress off tonight."
"Are you really not telling me where we are?" I giggled with excitement. When we left our wedding reception around two hours ago, Valdo refused to tell me where we were heading. He said it was a surprise. How big of a surprise it was that Jamaica was left behind? Well, I found that out when pressure changed hit my body. My heart left my chest. Valdo had to assure me that we were in his private jet. I calm down for a few minutes only have to have my imaginations run wild when the jet was peacefully in the air.
He held my hand the entire journey just to assure me that everything was okay.
We recently exited Valdo's private jet, and now we were walking through what I suspected was an airport based on the intercom noises.
"You'll know in a few minutes, I promise."
Anxiety was killing me. I was walking through an airport with a blindfold over my eyes; I had no idea where we were. The fresh cold air hit my face, and I smile. "We're no longer in the airport."
"Correct."
I frowned, "But we didn't go through security and stuff."
He chuckled, "We did. They were told to expect us, so we went through hassle-free."
I frowned, "Just like that?" Did he really have so much power he could just walk out of an airport? Who did I marry?
"Just like that. Bend your head; we're going in a car." I did as he instructed, but I still ended up hitting my head. Valdo chuckled and helped me. When I successfully entered the car, Valdo slid in beside me.
My mind went wild with thoughts, where could we possibly be? I doubt we were still in New York, but we couldn't be too far, could we?
"Are we close?" I asked once again.
"We'll be there in less than thirty minutes. I promise." He leaned in and placed a kiss on my cheek. "You're going to love what I've planned for our honeymoon."
