"Who said you can organize?"

Audrey looked taken aback and immediately looked at the two of them. "But I..."


"Carlos is messing with you, Audrey. Of course, Fanny and I want you to plan it." Michel shot a quick glance at Carlos, receiving a mischievous smile in return.

"We just want to keep it intimate. So please don't go crazy, okay?" He continued as he grabbed his own burger and took a big bite.

Vengo wiped his mouth and spoke. "Michel, I'm not sure if this is the way to go."


Michel shot a curious look at Fanny sitting next to him and frowned back at Vengo.

"And why is that?"


Vengo took a sip of Coke and dipped his fries in ketchup.

"Very well, you are the leader. To establish Fanny's place in our family, this union needs to be a defining event of the year. Everyone will be asked to show their respect, so the Wilson's family and the superiors of all our businesses should be invited." He explained before continuing down to his food.

Michel looked back at Fanny, who didn't seem thrilled at the prospect of a large-scale wedding.

"I don't want to upset you," Michel spoke to her but was quickly cut off when someone cleared his throat.

"No offense, but if she becomes your wife, she should soon get used to the attention."

"Look at your mouth, Eddie," Michel told him.

"But he's right."

This time it was Kaylin who spoke up, putting down the burger and licking her lips from the excess sauce.

"But what about the risk of another attack?" Fanny returned it, still not touching her food.

Andy stole a few chips from Farrah's plate when he joined. "We'll have to be very cautious. A strict no-weapons rule for attendees and tight security."

"Have you set a date yet?" Farrah pushed her plate away from Andy so he couldn't reach it.

Fanny finally started eating her salad, poking the green leaves with her fork. "Not specifically but in two or three months."

Audrey's eyes widened as she chewed faster to swallow the bread she had in her mouth.

"What? How will I find a place...

"There is no location. It will be at the villa. And we don't want to wait, so that's why we settled for two months." Michel emphasized.

"How about a honeymoon?" Kaylin frowned, making Fanny blush.

However, Michel remained calm as he easily answered her. "Since we ended up looking after Mr. Aiden, we wanted to go to the Caribbean for a small resort. But that won't happen until next year."

For the second time that evening, Rosabella and Charles locked their eyes, thinking as if they remembered the feeling of escape.

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Rosabella didn't know if it was the silent exchange at the dinner table or the patience he'd had with her over the past few days, but tonight when she saw him walk in, she suddenly felt ready for him.

She has longed for physical intimacy and tonight she will cross that bridge and finally feel it again.

Without knocking, Rosabella entered Charles's room, dressed in a kimono-style robe with some pretty lingerie underneath.

She found him lying on the bed, a towel wrapped around his lower half, clearly fresh out of the bathroom.

His eyes widened slightly as he looked at her curiously. One raised his eyebrows in suspicion, but he remained silent.

Don't say a word. There is only silence. Only them. Rosabella climbed into bed beside him. As she lay down, he turned towards her, pulling her close.

His lips fell to hers, and they kissed. Charles licked along her lips, demanding access, and groaning, she opened her mouth ready, trembling in anticipation.

Rosabella's body grew hotter with each passing second, feeling him push his tongue between her lips, searching for her.

Her hands lifted to his head, her fingers wrapping around his hair, pulling him closer. They didn't break the kiss as his hand whispered over her thigh, pushing her legs slightly apart.

Rosabella gasped in her mouth, but Charles only kissed her deeper. Her nails dug deep into his shoulder, a small groan escaping her as he moaned into the kiss, biting softly as he moved his mouth down her neck.

When she felt his hand between her legs, caressing her inner thighs, his fingers moving closer to her core, she drew in a breath.

Her heart pounded against her chest as her chest moved up and down faster with her harsh breathing.

Although, Charles just continued to kiss a downward path, licking his skin, biting and biting lightly, leaving marks. A deep rumble echoed from his chest as her nails bit into his back again.

His thighs nudged her legs apart, he rolled over her as her eyes fluttered shut.

Charles lowered his body over hers, moving between her separated thighs as he let her feel his hard length resting on her dripping core.

Rosabella's eyes instantly opened as his lips continued to follow wet kisses to her breasts.

However, her hand went to his shoulder, pushing him away a little. "Are not."

Charles' eyes immediately opened in shock. He looked frustrated, which quickly turned into disgust with himself.

Swearing, he quickly moved his body away from her. "Fuck. Damn. I'm so sorry, Rosabella. I don't think. I shouldn't have pushed you more."

Watching him beat himself up for a mistake that wasn't even made, Rosabella felt her heart tighten.

She shook her head and rubbed his cheek, bringing his attention back to hers.

"No, that's not what I meant." She gently soothed him, running her fingers over his rough beard. He opened his mouth to say something, but she pushed him straight back.

Charles closed his mouth, swallowing hard several times. "What are you doing, Rosabella?"

"Take care yourself." She simply replied.

Then as she moved her body over his, his eyes widened in understanding.

"You don't..."

She kissed him hard on the lips, her hand moving down his stomach, towards his member. It lay hard and firmly against his lower abdomen so she wrapped her fingers around him.

Charles took a deep breath, breaking the kiss in the process. His eyes flashed dangerously as her fingers tightened around him.

"Rosabella," He groaned, watching the gentle smile on her lips.

She likes the fact that she can so easily influence him.

Stroking his hard length, she kept her eyes on him as he slowly began to undo her touch.