After Detia leaves everything behind to start all over in Paris, where her father always lived and ended up dying, still with the mindset that Jace, her lover and the father of her triplets, killed her father. What happens when she meets him seven y...
I've been living in complete bliss ever since Jace proposed to me. Our life has been like a fairytale. Nothing to worry about except the simple issues of everyday life.
Jace has been spending a lot of time with work lately, but thankfully he's travelling a little less. Something about wanting to help me with the wedding plans. He's also been having a lot of guy come with Mark Moore, one of his friends from college he told me about, apparently according to him he met him in the jewellery store when he went to purchase my ring. He's a really sweet guy, a complete charmer at that too.
The wedding plans have been great, mom has been a lot of help and Jace's mom too has been lending a helping hand. As of now I can say that half of the plans have been great, completed. I wanted anything but a summer wedding, so mom and I decided on Fall. According to Jace he'll get married at any time as far as he's getting married to me he's good.
Emerging from the bathroom, I walk into my closet, pulling out a professional attire to get ready for work. Both my fashion and perfume company are going out the full bloom, the work load is a heap considering all the time I took off to deal with Jace's court problem. I take out a red knee length pencil skirt, a red and green floral print halter neck and long sleeve dress shirt. After putting on my black under garments, I put on the attire. I match it with green pumps, a red handbag, and leave my closet.
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"You look mighty fine this morning Theodetia" Jace says, coming up behind me to wrap his arms around my waist.
"Why thank you kind sir" I say in a flirty tone, as he places a trail of kisses on my neck.
He turns me around, bringing me to face him, and he crashes his lips onto mine. I wrap my arms around his neck, bringing my face close to his. He kisses my lips gently, slowly, passionately. He nibbles on my bottom lips, asking for entrance which I'm denying him of, teasingly. Apparently he isn't ready to take no for an answer, as his hand travels to my arse, squeezing, which earns a gasp from me, and he gains entrance into my mouth. His tongue move along with mine in perfect synchronisation.
Very much aware that I am getting late for work, I pull away, pecking his lips gently.
"I'm getting late" I mutter breathlessly.
"But you're your own boss" he says disappointedly, letting go off me
"Perfect reason why I should set a good example to my employees" I say and continue to get ready as I watch him pout. He takes a towel and enters the bathroom, probably going for a shower in order to get ready for work too.
I style my hair into a bun and apply red lipstick on my lips and mascara to my eyes, deciding not to do any more makeup than that. I pack my necessities into my purse and take a few files for work along with my phone and head downstairs.
