Chapter 91
The Wedding Night
(Maya’s POV)
The reception hall shimmered under soft gold light, crystal chandeliers hanging like frozen raindrops from the ceiling. Music hummed low through the air, the kind that wrapped itself around you even when you didn’t want it to. Guests mingled, laughed, toasted, and somewhere in the chaos of it all, I sat beside Axel Hendrikson, my husband.
It still didn’t feel real.
The ceremony had ended hours ago, but my nerves hadn’t settled. If anything, they’d grown worse. Axel hadn’t stopped touching me. Not once.
A hand on my back. His fingers brushing the inside of my wrist. The slow slide of his palm over my thigh when no one was looking. It wasn’t possessive exactly, it was deliberate. Controlled. As if he wanted to remind me with every subtle tou
