Undefiled Queen

Three days ago…

Stephen’s POV

I promised Peter that I will take care of his daughter like a soldier does towards his nation, like a mother who takes care of her child.  I assured him in every possible way I can and after so much altercation, he had no way but to agree to see Merlyn living before him.

I need the strength to face her, to make her agree for the marriage to be held within two days.  Though we planned initially to get married after her uncle gets discharged from the hospital, I presently have no option left except to rustle her in the process to marry me.  What if she comes to know the truth?  What if she disagrees with marriage?  What if she begins to hate me? It was the biggest fear I can ever have.  It is a big challenge to me.  How would I make her do it?  Will she agree to marry me without any questions?  And if she questions, how would I answer her and if I tell her the reality…. Oh my God…. My heart is going to explode….. All these questions are going to kill me….. I ripped the hair into my hands making a squeal …. God help me please… I finished my office and ran to the bar and gulped down alcohol peg after peg until I was completely drunk and ran to her house with only thoughts running in my mind Merlyn… please marry me.

Luckily Merlyn had agreed to my request without any question. And I’m thankful to my lucky stars for helping me. A devilish grin featured my features. “Wait till my hands reach you, my Flower and I’m never allowing you to go.”

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Stephen POV

Today is my marriage with my dream girl – a girl about whom I dreamt leading a life in my sleeping and waking state. Today she is going to be my wife, my better half.  The thought itself brings tingles in my body.

I am dressed in my black trousers and white dress shirt and a black blazer.  I am not at an official function so I did not put on any tie.  My black hair is combed back neatly and I sprayed my favorite sandalwood perfume.  I am now all set to meet my beautiful princess.

I have planned everything.  The registrar is my friend so I could manage with my marriage date just two days in advance.  I have planned for my honeymoon also but the location will still be a surprise for ‘My Angel’.

I am waiting at the registrar office chatting with my friend.  And there she is! She is looking like a goddess. Oh my God! She is beguiling; beauteous I don’t know what all I should say.  If I keep seeing her, I would keep on with my gaze all day and night. Draped in a white full sleeve gown with embroidered roses, she was wearing a diamond necklace with earrings.  Her hair is left loose with pins at the side which is swaying across her hips and she is in all smiles walking to the office with my parents, aunt and her uncle completely glaring daggers at my intimate glances towards her.

I pity the old man. I’m an unsurpassed billionaire of this country. The world understands only one language, the language of money. Nobody would try to invoke the black eye of me, the great Stephen Collomen. Peter has to keep his lips sealed for his and his daughter’s wellbeing though he might be filled with anger for me.

Her brother sat in one of the visitors chairs and he gave me a thumbs up as soon as his sister walked inside.

She stood beside me brushing her hand to my wrist, naive of what she was doing to me with her innocent deeds.  I controlled my looks towards her so as to not to look like a creep, speaking to my dad.

Oh ‘My Angel’ I wish you knew I fell in love with you because of the million things you never knew you were doing.

The officer-in-charge came and took the seat across from us.  We sat down and he motioned the book towards us to take our signatures.  We signed and exchanged rings our parents brought. “You may now kiss the bride.” The minister announced.

His words fell like music to my ears except for the killing looks of her uncle. I am sure he would have done a lot of ground work to stop this marriage. But I’m the unparalleled businessman of New York city. The police and judiciary dance at the flick of my fingers. He might have understood quite well now. And so as to avoid any future risks, I got the sincere cop transferred to a God forbidden place. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her long, deep and passionately to let the world know and stamp her as ‘completely mine’.

My face was radiating the luminous excitement. My father patted my shoulder.  I breathed out heavily with cheerfulness smiling at my wife and the officer congratulated us followed by our parents.

I am in a euphoria of felicity.  I want to scream to the world I am ‘the happiest man on earth’.  I took my wife’s hand in mine and proceeded towards the airport for our honeymoon.  Throughout the journey in our car she had been querying me about the place we are going, but I kept myself hushed telling her that it was a surprise.

Stephen’s POV

Finally we are in the airport.  We went to the back side of the airport where my private jet is present.  We boarded the plane and the captain wished us a happy journey.  She was sitting at the window gazing outside holding my arm.  Suddenly out of the blue she turned towards me and raised her eyebrows ‘do you own this flight?”  I smiled at her sweet gesture and nodded my head.  Her eyes became wide in surprise and she looked around.  I chuckled and grabbed her hand to show her around my private jet.  ‘We have a T. V room, a bedroom and also a kitchen.  You can cook whatever you want.  However, an air hostess would be coming to serve you sumptuously if you like to eat anything.”  I completed my sentence with a smile.  She gawked at me with her jaw hanging open.  I held her jaw to close it and brought us back to our seats with a chuckle.

Within a few minutes, the plane took off.  I talked to her a little.  Afterwards she felt drowsy and her head landed on my shoulder.  I smiled at the sleeping beauty beside me and brushed my fingers on her cheek.  She snuggled more into me causing tingling sensations all throughout my body.

I did a little bit of work on my laptop and then lifted her in my arms to the bedroom.  She was peacefully sleeping with a cute pout on her juicy lips.  Her loose hair was sprawled all over the bed.

I brushed her hair aside and proceeded to sleep beside her and she snuggled into me.  My little friend over there became naughty with her cute doings and I was feeling it difficult to calm him down.  No, not when she is sleeping my inner voice intruded.  I grabbed her to my chest, calming my senses and slept soundly.

After we had a good nap, I woke her up.  She fluttered her eyes and looked at me with a cute smile. ‘Cute’ – it is some sort of a word which applies only to her in my dictionary.  I came closer to her sitting besides and kissed her intensely. My hands automatically moved on her chest.  She flinched looking around but I reposed to her ‘nobody can hear or see us ‘My little girl’.  She felt visibly at peace and turned around for me to pull down the zipper of her dress thereby giving me a facile entry. My little friend stood up with pride as my eyes landed on her sexy brassiere that was now exposed.    I ran my hands over her breast and later made love to her.

‘Here we go Merlyn, welcome to Fiji Islands.”  I said to my wife with excitement.  She gasped with her eyes wide in surprise.

Later on in the day we did quite a bit of shopping.  We went to the water park and then Merlyn enjoyed the spa.

How long would Stephen succeed in hiding the truth from Merlyn? He had gone on honeymoon with her like normal couples. But are they normal? He cheated upon her by hiding the substantial truth of her life.