Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

“Do you, Jessica Hall, take Sebastian Albrecht as your wedded husband, to have and to know from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish till death do you apart?”

“Yes, I do,” Jessica replied, earning a loud excited clap from the crowd.

It has been four years and here we are in the church, witnessing the wedding of Sebastian and doctor Jessica.

I don’t know but I feel like the happiest today, I have always blessed their union.

Sitting beside me is Mrs. Albrecht, carrying my three years old son, Ryan, in her arms.

He is just the cardboard copy of his father, Damien. The only thing he took from me is just my deep blue ocean eyes, other features are just like that of Damien.

Damien rubbed my right hand, and perked it before intertwining them in his.

I looked at him and smiled, he didn’t lie when he said that he will make things right again.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

He had been incredibly sweet, easy going, jovial and loveable.

“Now by the power vested on me, I now pronounce you, Sebastian Albrecht, and Jessica Hall, husband and wife. You may seal your love with a kiss.” The priest finished, earning an excited loud murmur from the crowd.

I giggled as I watched Sebastian and Jessica kiss each other passionately.

Mrs. Catherina is in front of us, her wrinkled face filled with joy and warmth.

And of course, the two friends, Eros and Pasito are sitting behind us, arguing over who is getting married next.

I laughed, resting my head on Damien’s shoulder.

It wasn’t long and the wedding ended, so we went to the reception hall for the normal celebration.

I am dressed in a long wine gown that complimented my figure very well, bringing out my shape. The back is open and the front has a round curve, making my boobs pop out though in an attractive way. It is a sleeveless gown.

Ryan is with his grandparents and sometimes when I look at Ryan I miss my father though I am sure that wherever he is right now, he is happy.

I laughed as I remembered how the boys had battled over who to be Ryan’s godfather. But at the end Damien had to give it to Sebastian.

I am glad that they have reconciled.

“Here, madame,”

I turned to see a waitress holding a glass of wine for me to take. “Thank you….” I smiled, nodding at her.

She smiled and walked away.

I sipped my drink, staring at the beautiful decoration in the hall. Everything has been peaceful since the incident, and finally my father’s company is now under me as the new CEO.

I have also gotten his other properties which Olivia had wanted to take earlier but I left our house for Margret.

I feel like I needed to give her something to appreciate her loyalty. Looking after me after the death of my mother and still in the Mansion even after we lost everything wasn’t easy so I had to appreciate her. And then again, I can’t take the Mansion because it reminds me so much of the past.

And one thing is for sure, if I truly wanted to move on, I have to let go of certain things and it was one of them.

Mrs. Charlotte was nowhere to be seen after the arrest of Olivia.

I was lost in thought when Damien’s gentle voice broke the spell. “You look stunning,” he whispered, his breath caressing my ear as he approached me from behind.

His hand slipped around my waist, sending shivers down my spine as he trailed soft kisses across my exposed back.

I smiled, melting into his touch.

“If you keep dressing like this, I’ll have no choice but to keep making babies with you,” he teased, his husky voice sending tremors through me.

Damien’s hands rubbed my back in slow, gentle circles, he leaned in to nuzzle my ear before planting a tender kiss on my neck.

The sensation was pure magic, and I almost forgot we were in public until Ryan’s piercing sweet voice cut through the moment. “Mom! Dad!” he shouted from behind us.

We both froze, jolting back to reality as we turned to face our little boy.

He stood before us, his tiny face scrunched up in a fierce pout with his small hands folded across his chest. “I told you two I don’t want another baby!”

For a three year old, he talks very well and even acts more mature than his age.

“Ryan,” I laughed, scooping him up in my arms.

Damien chuckled, shooting Eros a playful glare as he tried to stifle his own laughter.

“I thought he was with Grandma,” Damien said, raising an eyebrow. We both turned to Eros, who shrugged and continued rubbing Ryan’s hair.

“I caught him running away from Grandma’s room.” Eros shrugged, still rubbing his hair.

Ryan swatted his hand away immediately, and slowly smoothing his hair back with his tiny fingers.

He’s such a character.

“Little cutie, why are you running from Grandma?” Damien asked, pinching his cheeks affectionately.

Ryan scowled, “She was… making those teateless black tea again.” I burst out laughing at his adorable voice.

“Come on, it’s chocolate coffee, not black tea!” Damien chuckled and pinched Ryan’s cheeks again.

“Stop it, Dada!” Ryan frowned, giving him a tiny glare.

I smiled, enjoying the playful moment between them and Eros.

“I’m sure I’ll get married next weekend,” Pasito said, approaching us with a glass of juice and a slice of cake. We all laughed and turned my heads in his direction as he came to a stop in front of us.

“Next weekend, with an imaginary girlfriend, right?” Eros teased and stepped forward to take some pieces of cake but Pasito immediately stepped back, and playfully flipped him a middle finger.

“Have they started serving cake?” I asked, eyeing the decadent delicious slice in his hand.

“Want some?” Pasito asked and I nodded. He then playfully tries to feed me a bite. Just as the cake was about to reach my lips, Damien quickly swooped in, his hands swatting it away.

His lips were curled up in a mock-jealous pout, making me smile. I felt a sudden urge to kiss him, touched by his sweet behavior lately.

“Hahaha, come on, give some to Ryan!” Eros chuckled, and Pasito carefully placed a small amount of cake in Ryan’s mouth.

Damien sneaked his hands on my waist again, pulling me and Ryan toward him. And just then, Sebastian walked up to us with Jessica.

“Un… cle!!” Ryan squealed excitedly, stretching out his arms to be lifted up.

Sebastian chuckled and scooped him up from my hands, cradling him in his arms.

“Ryan, your godfather is married, so I’ll be your temporary godfather for now,” Pasito teased with a grin. But Ryan scowled, his tiny face adorable in his disapproval. “No!” he declared, making us all laugh at his emphatic response

“He’s so cute,” Damien whispered in my ear, his lips grazing my earlobe. “Thanks for making me a proud man,” he added, planting a gentle kiss on my collarbone up to my neck.

I quickly dragged in a sharp breath, struggling to suppress my moan when immediately, Ryan shouted out again, “Dad! Mom!”

Everything was just like the way I wanted it, peaceful, happy, and free from drama.

This is a new phase in my life that I feel so excited to embrace and one thing I have come to learn is that what doesn’t break you, makes you stronger.

Author Note:

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