Chapter 3: Evan Forder

My annoyance cannot be mistaken, everyone in the wedding hall can feel the irritation seeping out of me just waiting to crush them.

This marriage for me is the absolute definition of a nightmare. To begin with I had absolutely no ambition of settling down anytime soon or of pleasing my hypocritical family but they got themselves in a bit of a wedge. They had promised a marriage between my brother and their only daughter however my brother suddenly brought home a wife 5 years ago . Luckily the matter could be delayed because Shirley had to go abroad for university and for four years things were great until last year she came back after completing her studies and I was under attack like it was my fault.

My refusal was considered being unreasonable and They decided to strike me where it really hurts and that was sabotaging the projects for my starting company. That's why I'm here because I love my work more than I actually needed a wife.

The horrible music suddenly starts and I know she is here, the doors burst open and the press immediately starts recording the bride. Shock instantly paralyzed my body as soon as the bride came into view.

That's not Shirley. No way.

I marvel at the disaster that's pending. My eyes stare at her once more, there has never been such an obvious difference between people. People instantly move to enquire but I wave them no. Standing before me is a big African woman whose head is just below my chest.

She is so short. But then again I'm a giant.

Her head is bowed and I can feel her little hand shaking in mine.

Is she nervous?

I wonder is this some kind of ploy from the Bennetts or something is wrong here.

Her head shoots up, I can feel her looking at me studying me. She doesn't say anything she is just looking at me

I feel my ears heating before my cheeks

" Mr Forder do you take this young lady to be your wife? In ...." The priest asks me as per ritual but suddenly this feels real and true

" I do..." I'm quick to say hoping to get a reaction, she doesn't even flinch

" Young Ms do you take him to be your husband? In sickness and in health, in riches and when poor, for all the days of your life till death do you part?" The priest asks her

She doesn't reply, she's not paying attention she is still looking at me. I'm satisfied with this. I shouldn't be. This could be mockery from the Bennetts. I look back at her and the heat travels to my face and I smile and tease her. She's instantly brought back and immediately embarrassed. She turns to the crowd confused.

I do something I have never done before, I tig on this woman's hand and ask her gently

" do you not take me to be your husband?" I ask with my head bowed to look at her

She is startled by the question n instantly panics.

" no I do!..." she replies

We put on the rings and it's finally time. I open the veil and I almost want to die .

She is so cute, her eyes aren't so big but they are bright, her cute little African princess nose, her thick upper lip and cute lower lip. Before I know it I'm kissing her. What is happening?

She is shocked, I bite her lower lip and she gasps allowing me to completely kiss her. The excitement from the soft thick lips travels straight to my cock. She hits on my shoulder out of breath and I'm reminded of the place and situation.

We are quickly ushered to sign the contracts and I couldn't be happier when I saw they required us to fill out our names. Our names weren't preprinted! Today has to be all about me. The luck is outrageous.

As soon as the documents are signed I have one of my friends quickly take the to the city hall and have them officially recorded into the system.

Whether mistake or mockery I'm not letting this gorgeous woman out of my sight!

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