Conveniently Married To A Billionaire

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HAPPY READING

Delsa Mingo POV

I meekly nod my approval with the biggest uncertainty in my life. I always plan everything whether they go accordingly or not, I know it was my plan but I have no control over where this is going or where it may lead. I fear being so vulnerable to a man like Reign Menture, a man I do not know.

The priest continues after my meek nod of agreement.

The Vows

"Do you Reign Perfect Menture, take Delsa Sade Mingo, to be your wife. To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; until death do you part?"

"I do," Reign says looking into my eyes, there is something different about the look in his eyes as he looks down at me but I couldn't figure out what that is as the priest continues.

"Do you Delsa Sade Mingo, take Reign Perfect Menture, to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; until death do you part?"

"I do"

Ring Exchange

"These rings are the symbol of your marriage vows, the ties that bind you together as husband and wife."

"Please place the rings on each other's fings and say: With this ring, I marry you." The priest takes my bouquet handing it to the guard behind Reign.

"With this ring, I marry you," Reign says to me sliding the ring onto my finger.

"With this ring, I marry you," I say to Reign putting his ring onto his finger. To my surprise, I am very calm and I didn't shake or feel nervous and uncertain.

"The two of you have declared your love for each other and your intent to enter into marriage with the exchanging of vows and rings. By the power vested in me by the state of Malta I now pronounce you Husband! and Wife!"

The priest places both hands on our shoulders and says nodding his approval.

"A lasting marriage is not stagnant. This relationship and you two as individuals are continually growing and developing. Your understanding of each other will deepen and evolve. It is not this ceremony or the state of being married that will truly join and hold you together but your ongoing commitment to your relationship and to the kind of life you wish to make together. In this way, your marriage will not be just a symbol; it will be more than that. It will be an action, something you both work actively on every day."

Listening to all he said today does this means the vows I make here today in front of God is a commitment I can't go back on or break. And all the what-ifs begin to surface.

"Duh it's your marriage vows woman." My subconscious always feels the need to check me.

After looking at us for a few seconds he continues.

"Only once in your lifetime, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with a soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. They are not embarrassed to cry with you or laugh. They build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special. There is a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself because they love you for all you are. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, and you are quite content. Things that never interested you before become fascinating. You open your heart and experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to feel true pleasure and it is so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security are in knowing that they are part of your life. with all this being said," he pats both of our shoulders again.

All this time Reign gaze into my eyes tightening the swirl in my stomach. The way his eyes peer into mine sends us into a trans and for a moment this room becomes empty.

"Reign Perfect Menture, you may kiss your bride!"

I could not silence my mind from the thousands of thoughts swarming around in my head. The words the priest choose to use describe us so perfectly and yet we are imperfect. I wanted to focus my mind on the one thing that is about to happen but I could not turn it off.

The kiss

His eyes fixed on mine as his hand slid around my waist resting perfectly on the small of my back. Even though my back is covered I can feel the heat his hand emit. Maybe time stilled or was it my body, my mind stop all processing as his huge frame curls to fit mine. My body tingles and my heart pound in my chest intensifying this moment. It feels too good to be true and the dream I was dying to wake from I did not want it to end. So much comfort and safety his arms provide as he leans his head down to mine pressing his lips so softly against mine. He did not move, he just lingers at my lips, intensifying the moment. What feels like an eternity of waiting was happening before my closed eyes. My eyes flutter shut as raw emotions swirl around us. His lips finally part, his tongue and lower lip entering my mouth taking my first kiss. My stomach becomes rock heavy in intense emotions, I have never felt. His other hand curl around my cheek and I take pattern as I mould my lips to his following his movements as our lips sync and I wanted more.

Instinctively my hands wrap around his neck and I deepen the kiss tilting my head to the side giving him better access. My heart pounds in my chest as though it may burst out through my stomach but I wasn't afraid especially of him at this moment. If there is one thing I am not, is afraid of him. The smell of his breath is so sweet, the taste of his tongue so tantalizing, persuasive, the tenderness of his lips, very tempting. It fills my senses taking over my every brain cell with such sweet Serenity, at peace completely.

My mind, body and senses fill with how good this feels, and I wonder if my imagination is making it up. Emotions swirling in the basin of my stomach taking me over a sweet forbidden edge that I did not stop when he did. I press my breast into him also trail my hands along his shoulder blade down the expensive material to the breaks of his suit blazer gripping them tight pulling him down to me. I kiss him, kiss him, kiss him with furious rhythmic tongue-to-tongue contact. He didn't pull away but smirked into the kiss as my head change position and my mouth suck on his lips, his tongue in a rapid rhythm. I did not think lips could taste this sweet, delicious, pure almost. Breath so warm, inviting, passion building in the pit of my stomach and my body fluster with needs and desires. I moan as my lungs need air, reluctantly I pull back breathing heavily as my heart skips rapid beats to keep up with my ragged breaths.

The guard chuckles.

Now that it is over and my senses are back to normal, I could not help feeling embarrassed at how I take over kissing a man I didn't know and the heat rising at my centre pulsating my core did not help matters. My face burns in embarrassment, I place my hand over my face if only the universe could finish me off right this second.

My heart pound waiting for his reaction. I think my heart will burst through my chest any second with the way it throbs in my chest.

Reign takes my hands away from my face and lifts my chin to face him. Only then did I notice the priest is not where he stand seconds ago. The guard standing behind Reign chuckles and pats his shoulder walking out of the door.

Reign did not look in his direction, he only stares into my eyes making my nerves flare.

"Never you be embarrassed to ever kiss me this way little dove," he says to me and I finally reach his eyes falling at the depth of his silver-grey eyes.