One Night Only

Chapter 26

✳✳✳Owen Carter✳✳✳

Sitting back in my chair, I lower my cigar and roll my cup around, causing the ice to clink against the glass. I bring it to my lips and take a sip of the whiskey. There's a knock on the door but the person doesn't wait for my answer to enter. I watch as Michael closes the door behind him before sauntering towards my desk. I place my glass down and look at him expectantly. "Are you alright? You seem to be in a mood," he says, tilting his head to the side slightly.

"I'm fine. I'm ready to go. Apparently the women should've spent last night doing their hair and makeup."

He chuckles. "Well, the show starts in about twenty minutes."

"Have you seen her yet?" I ask.

"Yeah," he smiles warmly. "She looks beautiful. She's so happy."

My lips twitch up into the smallest of smiles. "Good."

"Do you need anything?" he asks.

I shake my head. "No, I'll be out in a few minutes."

Nodding, he leaves the room, leaving the door open behind him. Shaking my head in irritation, I'm about to get up to close it when someone else comes into view. Aubrey enters the room, closing the door behind her. Instead of standing where Michael just did, she makes her way around the desk and stops beside me. "You look good," she says, sitting on the edge of the desk.

I take a moment to look her over. She us wearing a tight red dress that hugs her curves. It dips down low between her breasts where there are jewels. My eyes move down to her legs. Her dress is short to begin with but there's a slit on her left side, exposing part of her thigh which is so dangerously close to another part of her. "So do you," I say, tearing my eyes away from her.

I grind the cigar into the ashtray before disposing of it there. "And guess what?"

"Hmm?" I hum in response.

"I'm actually wearing panties," she whispers with a salacious smile.

"Good for you," I mumble.

She turns her hand over so her palm is faced up, revealing a small remote. I am confused at first but then it clicks. Her panties. "Would you like to try it out?"

When I don't move, she leans forward and places it in my hand. I roll it around in my hand for a moment while staring at her. She bites her lips and I press the button. Her lips part as she gasps and I imagine the things I'd like to do to her. My cock twitches in my pants as I raise the speed. Her moans fill the room as she presses her thighs together, twisting and turning as she climbs higher and higher. I raise the speed to the highest level and she grasps the edge of the desk as she comes apart. And, man is it a sight to see. Her body trembles with the aftershock of her orgasm and I switch it to the lowest speed. She hums in pleasure. "Your turn."

I shake my head. "I think it's time for you to go."

"If you won't let me do it then do it yourself," she says, glancing down at my erection. "But you can't go out there like that."

"Get out."

"I'll watch. Just pretend like your hand is my mouth."

"I won't say it again," I say loudly.

She sighs, sliding off the desk and taking the remote from me. "Fine. But what I said before was a promise. I don't care if you're married - I will fuck you."

With that being said, she saunters out of the room. Taking a deep breath, I quickly drink the rest of my whiskey before unzipping my pants.

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✳✳✳Madison✳✳✳

One of the women I worked with in the strip club stands in front of me, touching up my makeup as I sit impatiently. We are only a few minutes away from the start of our wedding and I couldn't be happier. "There you go, honey. You look fantastic."

"Thank you," I grin, standing up.

I look in the mirror and my eyes fill with tears. Shaking my head, I turn around and head to the door. I can't cry now. It'll mess up my makeup and we don't have time to fix it. Opening the door, I find Dominic waiting with my bouquet of rose's a sunflowers. His jaw drops and he quickly looks away to compose himself. Taking a deep breath, he turns his gaze back to me and smiles. "You look stunning. You're the most beautiful bride I've ever laid my eyes on."

I accept the bouquet as I hug him. "Thank you, Dominic."

Pulling apart, he holds out his elbow. "Shall we?"

Last night, I asked him if he would walk me down the aisle since I didn't have anyone else and he agreed. Linking my arm with his, I walk down the hallway where I see someone give someone else a queue. The sound of the piano echoes slightly through the hallway. A chill runs down my spine as we walk towards the man waiting up ahead. Dominic leans over and kisses my temple. "Good luck. I wish you the best."

I smile up at him warmly as we continue walking. When we reach the man, we turn towards the aisle. All of our guests are standing, watching me carefully. But the only person who gains my full attention is the man waiting for me at the end of the aisle. I release a shaky breath before smiling. He stares back at me impassively as we walk towards him. In the front row, Owen's mother stands beside Bryant who grins up at me. After what feels like forever, we come to a stop. Dominic unhooks his arm from mine then kisses the back of my hand before releasing me. I stand in front of Owen and our guests take their seats. My smile falters when I notice the smell of whiskey.

I won't let this ruin my day. There is so much good that I refuse to let this be a memory. The officiant begins talking but I don't hear his words. The more I study his face, the more I lose my smile. He hasn't smiled at all and his eyes don't look the same. Almost as if he isn't really there. My chest tightens as I reach for his hand. "Owen?" I whisper.

Confirming my fears, he takes a step away. My hand drops to my side as he takes another step back. The guests gasp as he turns, jogging away. My eyes fill with tears and out of the corner of my eye I see Aubrey get up to follow him. A moment later, Dominic's arm wraps around me and he leads me back down the aisle. When I hear the sound of the door close behind me, I completely break.

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