The act of marriage( Book 1)

Chapter 11A: Grandfather Jarret

ADDYLINE'S POV

"Hey, Addy don't forget to take lots and lots of pictures!" Lililth shouted.

"Oh and group calls every day or at least maybe once a week!" Ember shouted through the window as the limo made its way out of the gates.

"Mr Slavich, don't make her pregnant just yet!" Britta screamed.

I just shook my head and decided it was time to close my side of the window before I heard more profanities from my friends, while someone next to me was already busy on their phone. I looked outside the window looking at everyone who was bidding us farewell until we were out of the gates.

We had celebrated, well mostly avoided each other unless necessary until one in the morning. We had four hours left to prepare for our undercover honeymoon, I had hoped to get some rest but that wasn't possible since I still had last minute packing back at my house.

"I need to pass by my house, I have a few things I need to take." I told him.

"Brodie! To Ms Shabina's house now."
Brodie nodded but with an eyebrow raised in question, I smiled at him while Vladimir noticed our motions. He closed the window between us and I just rolled my eyes looking back outside the window. I guess he did not realise that he hadn't called me by my new maiden name.

Wow this was going to be fun. He had been in this gloomy mood ever since the sermon and to see him try and smile was priceless. You could see that he wanted to snap at everyone, in fact he did not want to be around anyone, most of the time he had just sat down with his family. I wondered how we were going to survive a whole year together... worse this Caribbean trip.

We made it to my house and I decided to change into comfortable clothes, pack the billion dollar wedding dress into my safety trunk together with the million dollar necklace on the side. Deep down In my heart I would love to keep these things but these were priceless jewels that did not belong to me so it was only right I give them back to Vladimir. It was the least I could do after I would be taking three million dollars out of him.

Brodie helped me take out my remaining luggage into the boot of the limo as Vladimir did his work inside, not even bothering to come and help. I trusted Brodie because he was the only one who knew the truth about the relationship status I held with Vladimir. He found out when he realised that there was something unusual about the way we treated each other in front of people and then completely ignored each other when we were in the car. I was forced to tell him the truth but without Vladimir's knowledge because he would fire him or worse kill him.

We entered the car and I bid farewell to my little safe haven until I returned, which would be in two years time.

We arrived at the Slavich mansion and my heart sank. I did not plan on coming to stay here, and honestly I didn't want to stay with the whole family monitoring me.

I snapped my head to Vladimir, "No, you and I did not agree on living in the mansion. Do you know the risk of living with your parents?"

He looked up from his IPhone for a millisecond and went back to typing. "Who said anything about living there? My grandfather wants to speak to us before he returns to Russia."

I had forgotten about that. I smirked knowing that I was going to be meeting one of the men who I blamed for bringing me into such a situation. If not for him, I would still be living my normal, peaceful life, not peaceful but I wouldn't have a tyrant of a husband brooding in my life. I blamed old Mr Slavich and my grandfather, if my old man was still alive I would have given him a hiding.

I was so focussed on how I was going to give old man Slavich a piece of my mind, I did not realise the car had stopped. As I turned myself to open the door, Vladimir caught my hand and I turned to him from his electric touch.