Chapter 4 The distress couple

Her feet stride slowly to the sitting room intending to find him there but didn't. She grimance at the messed up place, reached for her gown and heels. Her memory flashes to when his lips were on her cleavages which made her gasp and the zip of her gown was loosen.

It would have almost slip off if she hadn't crossed her arms around her chest and shook her head in disbelief. However, he pulled her left palm directed it inside his sleeve which was hiding his broad chest and made her feel his heartbeat which was slow.

Her fingers flinched as it felt his hotness at that spot and she pulled her hand away almost immediately. Though, his heartbeat doesn't matter at that moment as this pleasure driven man would soon devour her. This baffled bride could tell that her breath had stopped for a moment when he locked eyes with hers as though enchanting her.

She could tell this strange groom seemed moulded from a different cast as he had an androgynous look uncommon to most people. His mountain peak cheekbones appeared chiselled into shape by a master craftsman. They were of such sharp contours, it looked as if they were sculpted and pared to perfection. With eyes as bright and spellbinding as lode stars, they bewitched anyone who fell under his steady gaze those eyes were a-sparkle with mirth and shone like two eternity-blue jewels enwrought in snow.

Handsome was an understated way, his basalt jaw and Spartan shoulders spoke of strength. Despite these features, this woman wasn't going to let him have his way on her.

"Was I not enough?" He suddenly whispered eluding her thoughts as tears had gathered in his eyes and heaved a sad sigh. His eyes rolled to and fro as his hand was above her head and his body pinning her to the couch, though it was an uncomfortable space yet he didn't mind. Her waivering eyes stared as his fingers fondled and trailed down her skin from behind reaching for her underwear.

His voice still held a place in her head as she diverted her mind from the thoughts of last night and began calling his name while folding her lips. If he wasn't her supposed groom, she would have sued him.

There was no response and she stormed towards the room she had abandoned him but he wasn't there. She tried not to freak out and began a house search yet he was invisible. Exasperation had her as she seems confused. Wasn't he gawping at her some minutes ago? Where could he have probably gone?

"Relax Stacy" she told herself rushing outside and everywhere possible that he could be but he wasn't there. He must have left and that wasn't a good sign.

To worsen it, she didn't even have his contact and knew nothing of him yet. Her panic hiked up when a call came through and it turns out to be her father demanding she appears at the royal home at once with her spouse. One thing she knew about her father was that he was a strict man who works with time.

If he wasn't satisfied with her groom, he might even break them apart. Her family in general seems like tyrants to her. What was she going to do at that moment? Quickly, she dashed outside her gates to see if he hadn't gone far, sadly, there was no trace of him. Was this a joke or delusion? She got married only to discover the groom had vanished the next day without saying a word! Wasn't it worst than not getting married?

She felt like tearing up as she had surrendered. Gently, she squat around her pavement, buried her head in her arms and began to sober. Her life was just a laughingstock especially with this stranger who only thought of having sex with her to cure his obsession of whosoever had broken his heart. How despicable, she wished she had hit him harder that he wouldn't wake up forever while she gets arrested for murder.

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Water trickled down his skin as he required a warm bath while his fingers ran through his hair scrubbing it gently and his memories were becoming lucid as he saw himself putting on a ring on a woman's finger, being cheered by a crowd, interviewed by the press media and holding on to her hand, declaring she was his wife.

His hand turned off the shower as he took a glimpse of his cock which fell lazily between his legs as he imagines if he penetrated her. Though, that was just the scene he couldn't remember and only that woman could justify the assertion if they actually spent the night together on the bed. Ryan stayed a while in the bathroom gnashing and pouting.

He inhaled deeply and dashed out with a towel tied around his waist, after telling himself to move on and forget about the scene of yesterday. His assumptions were that he forget about the scene which looked like a dream. He had just gotten divorced and had no intensions to start all over with someone else. Deep inside, his love for his wife was never going to cease and wished to continue their relationship even though she was at fault.

His friend had invited him to a celebrity's wedding where he could brighten up a little from the heartbreak received by his wife but only found himself drinking and conflicting within himself. Besides, the wedding was delaying. He intended to use the rest room and was confused by the wedding hall, its arrangements. His feet lead him to the dressing room where he eased himself and then stuttered to the balcony. There, he found a woman backing him in a wedding dress. He was stunned and the glass in his hand slipped off, that was when her attention was drawn to him and he heard her suddenly asking they should get married. It felt like a play before him and that was why he smiled sheepishly at her and even accepted the request.

"What have you done Ryan?" He asked himself as he crossed his arms and paced towards the window. It wasn't going to be easy for him to wade off those memories. Before he left that house, he had written a letter to her which had his apologies and he was ready to take responsibility if she wishes but advised she tries forgetting about their night together as he had no emotions attached to her. What he did was no difference from his ex-wife and guilt filled him up.

He felt like getting strangled as he was hating himself and then a thought ran in his mind. Quickly, he took his phone which laid on bed to update himself of the news headlines only to discover that he was married to the woman know as Stacy! Adding to his problems, it had become a nationwide news and he guessed his ex-wife had heard of it. This was a disaster, how did he end up being the groom of a celebrity in just a day? Without wasting time, he dialed Scott, his friend who invited him to the wedding. A lot of explanation has to be made. Ryan needed to speak urgently with him directly and suggested they should meet at a coffee shop at once, that was Scott's favorite meeting place. Oddly enough, Scott had been making efforts to reach out to his friend who had become a celebrity for the day but couldn't. This was chaotic!