Chapter 37: Their First Night

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Matheus


Their wedding reception ended beautifully.

The guests enjoyed the food, the drinks, the music, and the breathtaking atmosphere at the Carvalho Creek Ridge and Golf Course Estate.

Soft laughter and conversations still echoed faintly in the distance while some guests danced near the glowing lights beside the creek.

Everything felt warm.

Joyful.

Perfect.

One by one, their guests slowly began saying goodbye.

Relatives from both sides approached them with hugs, blessings, and congratulations.

His friends teased him nonstop.

Rafael even whispered dramatically before leaving,

"Good luck surviving tonight, husband."

Which earned him a hard punch from Lucas while everyone laughed.

Eventually, even the bridesmaids and groomsmen left.

Briar's parents and grandparents kissed them goodnight warmly before heading back to the house.

And finally—

for the first time since the wedding started—

Matheus and Briar were alone.

Husband and wife.

The realization still felt unreal.

Beautifully unreal.

As he guided Briar toward the private villa prepared for them near the creek, Matheus quietly stared at the woman beside him.

His wife.

God.

Even thinking about it made his chest tighten emotionally.

Briar looked exhausted but glowing.

Her cheeks were still slightly flushed from the celebration.

Her loose hair cascaded softly around her shoulders after removing most of the wedding accessories.

And honestly?

He had never seen anyone more beautiful in his entire life.

Once inside the villa, Briar smiled softly at him before disappearing into the bathroom.

"I'll just freshen up," she whispered.

Matheus nodded calmly.

Or at least—

he tried to appear calm.

But honestly?

His heart had been pounding wildly ever since they left the reception.

Because tonight wasn't just about desire.

Tonight meant something deeper.

Sacred.

Intimate.

This was the beginning of their life together.

Their real beginning.

Matheus loosened his bow tie slowly before sitting at the edge of the bed.

Candles softly illuminated the room while flower petals decorated the suite elegantly.

The atmosphere was romantic.

Dangerously romantic.

Still—

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