Vanessa: money, fame or husband?

"Yes i do" replied Vanessa on the porch, in front of hundreds of people ninety five percent of whom she didn't know. Her wedding with Greg Thompson the famous billionaire and business tycoon who has featured countless times in forbe magazines, times, vogue and is escorted everywhere by paparazzi was a grand one, it's guest list was Eighty nine percent A-list influencers, celebrities and royalties from across the globe.

The wedding was garden themed, everywhere looked glamorous and breath taking, vanessa loved every detail of it, from the golden flowers to the glittering chandeliers, to the smart team setting, to the theme, to her beautiful golden wedding dress that gave her the appearance of a goddess. The day was more than Vanessa had wished, dreamed and imagined it to be. Her soon to be husband Greg made it even more perfect. He was successful, famous and in love with vanessa. When it was his turn to say his vows, he took her hand and stared deep into her eyes, his gaze sent shivers down her spine, she really can't believe she's not caught up in one of her utopia daydreams. He looked like a disney prince character, tall, extremely handsome with a well crafted jawline, thick neck length brown hair, beard hair that ran from his temple to his chin, his lush lips that looked like cherry made his golden eyes more pronounced, those eyes that pierced through vanessa's heart pon first encounter, his gym built body gives him the character of Eugene from tangled. Greg was handsome and makes male partners invisible when he's in the room. He said his vows and kissed vanessa, she shut her eyes and sapped in every bit of it, she moaned quietly when his lips touched hers, nothing could be more perfect than this right here, surely this was the kiss that raised sleeping beauty from her death sleep, she thought to herself.

After the wedding, they flew on a private jet to a private island for their honeymoon. The honeymoon phase was exciting, Vanessa loved every detail of it, they'd flown to a luxurious apartment situated on a beautiful island Greg rented for their honeymoon, the island had towering palm trees that gave it a tropical ambiance, clear ocean water, fresh moist island air, cream coloured sand and fresh flowers.

"Wow!" Was what Vanessa could utter when their boat drew close enough to get a good view of the place, the apartment was made of pure glass you could see the open sky while inside, it's reflection on the outside gave it a camouflage look with the greenery and vegetation surrounding it.

"Glad you like it" Greg said in a relaxed baritone.

"Like? I love it" excited vanessa kissed her husband.

"Wait till you see how the inside looks like" he added.

"Aww... This is too much hon"

"Don't say that, nothing is ever too much for you my love" he held her waist and drew her closer to himself, he stared deeply into her eyes and said "i'll move mountains for you if i have to"

"How am i this lucky?" She bit her lips seductively.

"I dunno, the question should be how are you this beautiful."

They both giggled.

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Vanessa sighed heavily as those memories flashed by in her head, she cursed under her breath.

"Guess the beauty faded too quickly Greg." She stood up from the couch she sat and had coffee earlier on. "Burn these with the rest" she tossed a copy of her wedding magazine to the maid close by and walked to her room hurriedly. "When is the lawyer going to be here?" She asked a guard standing by an entrance.

"Shortly ma'am" he replied.

"Good! I'll be in the penthouse" she walked to a lift and pressed the last floor button as soon as the doors closed.

As the lift ascended, she went over her plan in her head, as soon as the divorce papers are signed she planned on leaving the country to avoid making headlines and being called out for unnecessary interviews, she'd use her shares to invest overseas and start off clean, where no one has an idea of her former life or marriage problems. The plan pleased her, she smiled to herself. The doors opened, she walked into the penthouse, this place holds a lot of beautiful memories that has turned sour over the last few months, the entire house was a gift from Greg to her, especially the penthouse, it was designed specially for her, it had a green house, a pool, few furnitures that gave it the ambiance of an outdoor chill area but in a sophisticated setting. She walked to the centre and flash backs kept recurring in her head, she remembered how she walked into the room in excitement, being newly wed she was caught up in a romance frenzy, she smiled like a kid on a christmas morning, she was in love with the then charming and loving greg. Greg held her close to himself and asked if it was designed to her taste. Of course it was, to show how truly grateful she was, she kissed him passionately and they spent the night there.

She touched the huge sofa and images of their exotic love affair came back alive in her mind, she remembers his tight but gentle grip, how his hands caressed her body and made her moan her loudest, his kisses "ugh! So darn good!" He kisses every part of her body and makes her peak her climax before he does. Those days would forever haunt her, she shut her eyes tight to stop the memories and the feelings it brought with it. Her phone rang and she received the call. It was her guard, he had call to inform her that the lawyer is here. She entered the lift, readjusted her clothes and made for the ground floor, the doors opened and she was shocked to see who it was.