Twisted Saga ReGenesis (Book 3 of 3)

Chapter 6 - Wedding Fire

While everyone departs from the church after Sara and Bryan pull away in the limousine, everyone isn't aware of the present danger waiting for their signal.

The newlyweds can't quit staring at their wedding rings.

"I can't believe we finally did it!" He says, kissing her hand gently.

Sara giggles before she leans in for a kiss. By the time they make it to the hotel, Bryan whispers sweetly into her ear after the prolonged make-out session.

"When we arrive, don't think we're going straight to the reception. I want MY wife for the first time."

As he pulls away, Sara feels chills shimmy down her spine when he refers to her as his wife.

"Anything you say, MY husband." She retorts, reaching out to rub his crotch, causing his urge for more to escalate.

The driver gradually lowers the privacy glass to announce to the couple that they're nearing the hotel.

"Excuse the interruption; you love birds, but we will arrive at the hotel in approximately two to three minutes."

"Thank you, sir!" Bryan calls out from the back seat.

"Just minutes away, love dove." He whispers to her as she pulls away, blushing to play sweet and innocent with a seductive look in her eyes.

In what seems like no time, the limousine parks by the front entrance, and the driver goes back to open the door. The few people around the limo begin to clap and cheer when they see the newlyweds climb out and dash into the building.

They stop by the front desk dropping their bags and pick up their room keys.

"Enjoy your stay, Mr. and Mrs. Ryce!" The General Manager tells them as she stands there, expecting them since she was there when Emily and Brooklyn set up the complimentary suite.

"Thanks!" They yell without looking back as they wait for the elevator.

Their anticipation to get to their room is beyond any other concern. The rest of the wedding party, along with the guests, begin to pile into the Grand Ball Room. The DJ already has the music blaring when Kyle goes to check-in. Before he can see something is wrong, he's caught by James, who is in dictator mode.

"Don't even think about checking on the security detail. You're off this job! You might as well pack up your fucking office. As of today, you are fired! I know you've been going behind my back to give Josh the details about the upcoming changes. Plus, you invited my ex-wife to the wedding that's flat out cold, you insensitive son of a bitch!"

Kyle or James don't pay attention when Owen comes up behind them.

"I don't believe this is the way to behave, gentlemen. James, why don't we go have a little chat?" Owen recommends taking him by the arm.

James rips his arm away then turns his attention to Owen by getting in his face

"Listen here, ya, English bastard. Don't be all up in my business, or else I'll kick your pansy tea-drinking ass, got it! Now go saunter away and leave us alone!"

Hearing his voice being raised in a pissed off manner, Scarlett barges her way into the argument.

"You worthless piece of trash, you want to make threats, then you better be ready to have your shit dragged out all over this place. Unless you want this to get real, I suggest you get some cake and eat it since that's what you want. Your cake and to eat it too, you little bitch face punk."

She pulls her hand back, but before she makes contact, she lays her hands along James' cheek and leans in, giving him a peck on the cheek.

"You'll never do better than me." She whispers to him and walks off with a wiggle in her walk.