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Chapter - 7 Bonding

The next day morning.. They are getting ready for a wedding party..
Stephanie and Ryan arrived at the wedding party, held at a luxurious venue. Stephanie looked stunning in her dress, which she had carefully selected online the day before.

As they made their way to their seats, Ryan noticed that Stephanie seemed a bit off. "Hey, is everything okay?" he asked, concern etched on his face.

Stephanie forced a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit stressed about some work issues."

Ryan nodded understandingly. "Okay, well, let's forget about work for now and just enjoy the party."

Stephanie nodded, and Ryan took her hand, leading her into the festivities. They spent the evening mingling with friends, sipping wine, and indulging in delicious food.

As the night wore on, Stephanie found herself relaxing in Ryan's presence. She felt a pang of guilt for her earlier thoughts about Christopher, and she pushed them aside, focusing on enjoying the evening with her husband.

As the party drew to a close, Ryan and Stephanie made their way back to their car, arms around each other. The evening had been a welcome distraction, and Stephanie felt grateful for the love and support of her husband.

As they pulled into their driveway, Ryan turned off the engine and they both got out of the car. Ryan locked the car door, and they walked together to the front door. Ryan inserted the key into the door lock, turned it, and pressed the handle to open the door.

As they stepped inside, Stephanie dropped her bag onto the couch and sat down beside it. "This evening was really happy," she said, a smile still on her face. "I haven't felt this way in a long time."

Ryan smiled back at her, his eyes warm with affection. "Yeah, it was a beautiful evening with you, my sweetheart."

Stephanie's expression turned serious, and she looked down at her hands. "Ryan, I'm sorry," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ryan's brow furrowed in concern. "Why are you apologizing, babe? What's wrong?"

Stephanie shook her head, her eyes welling up with tears. "Nothing, I just...I don't know, I just feel like I need to apologize."

Ryan got up from his chair and walked over to Stephanie, pulling her into a warm hug. "You're always my darling, Stephanie. You don't have to apologize for anything."

As they sat down to dinner, Ryan asked Stephanie if everything was okay. "Hey, babe, do you want to tell me something?" he asked, his eyes searching hers.

But Stephanie just shook her head, trying to push aside the guilty feelings that had been plaguing her all evening. "No, I don't want to tell you anything," she said, trying to sound casual. But her voice trembled slightly, betraying her true emotions.

Ryan looked at her curiously, but didn't press the issue. Instead, he reached out and took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

As the evening drew to a close, Ryan and Stephanie made their way to the bedroom. Stephanie began to tidy up, putting fresh sheets and pillows on the bed. She then slipped into the bathroom to change into something more comfortable.

When she emerged, Ryan's eyes widened in appreciation. Stephanie was wearing a beautiful lingerie set, her curves accentuated in all the right places. Her breasts seemed to be straining against the delicate fabric, and Ryan's gaze was drawn to them like a magnet.

Stephanie smiled coyly, knowing she looked stunning. She sat down on the bed, her movements graceful and deliberate. Ryan couldn't help but feel a surge of desire as he looked at her. She was his world, and he felt grateful to have her by his side.

Ryan walked over to the bed, his eyes locked on Stephanie's. He sat down beside her, his hand reaching out to gently stroke her hair. Stephanie closed her eyes, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her. For a moment, she forgot about her doubts and fears, and simply enjoyed the feeling of being loved.

Ryan sat down beside Stephanie on the bed, taking her hand in his. He gently kissed the palm and wrist, sending shivers down her spine. Stephanie felt a rush of shyness, but also a deep sense of romance.

As Ryan looked at her, his eyes drifted to her chest, and he couldn't help but admire her beauty. Stephanie's face flushed with pleasure, and she smiled up at Ryan.

"You're more attractive than a diamond," he whispered, his voice full of romantic feelings.

Ryan's eyes locked onto hers, and he smiled. "I love you, baby," Stephanie said, her voice trembling with feeling.

Ryan's expression turned serious, and he replied, "I know you love me, Stephanie. But I also know that something's been bothering you lately. You can tell me, baby. I'm here for you."

Stephanie's heart skipped a beat as she looked at Ryan. How did he know? What did he suspect?..

Ryan gently squeezed her cherries softly. Stephanie felt a sense of heaven . "You're making me wet babe".

Ryan smiled in a romantic and craving way. "I want these cherries," he said. "I want to taste them, bite into them, and savor all their flavor."

Ryan gently pushed Stephanie back onto the bed and sat up over her. He softly placed a finger on her lips, tracing a gentle path down her neck and along her body.

As Stephanie's moans filled the air, Ryan's passion intensified. His body responded eagerly, and he drew closer to her. With a gentle yet firm motion, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as their bodies moved in perfect harmony.

Ryan's eyes locked onto Stephanie's, and he gently parted her legs. His movements were slow and deliberate, and Stephanie felt a surge of anticipation.He gently give her a stroke and she moans....As they drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined, skin against skin, they felt the warmth of their love radiating between them. The world outside melted away, leaving only the gentle rhythm of their breathing, the soft beat of their hearts, and the deep connection that bound them together.

The next day morning, Stephanie was absent from work, and Christopher tried calling her. But she didn't answer. After a second call, someone picked up, but they didn't answer and hung up. Concerned, Christopher told his assistant to check on her at home.

The assistant went to check on Stephanie's home. When she went inside, she saw Ryan crying on the bed. "Where is Stephanie?" she asked. Ryan looked up, tears streaming down his face. "She's missing," he said, his voice shaking with worry.