The-Wrong-Bride-Ares--Raven’s-story-(Maura,-Catharina)_bibis

life is no longer empty, and I no longer crave the validation my career used to give me. I’m going to
shift my focus and go all-in with my fashion line. I think I might also want to take an interest in
Windsor Media, if that’s okay?”
I grin at her. “I’d love nothing more. You and I would do amazing things together, Rave. We could
bring your fashion line under the Windsor umbrella too, so we can push more funding into it.”
She nods, a sweet serene smile on her face. Raven lifts her hand and leisurely trails a finger
across my forehead, down my nose, and over my lips. “What’s wrong?” she asks. “You don’t seem
happy. I don’t have to join you at Windsor Media, you know? I’m happy to just do my own thing.”
I tighten my grip on her waist and shake my head. “No, that’s not it. Not at all. I’d love nothing
more than partnering up with you, Rave.” I hesitate for a moment. “It’s just… do you remember that
night you got drunk, and I picked you up at the bar? You said something that night that I can’t get out of
my mind. That night when I gave you your new tablet too, you mentioned working as an escape. You
were clearly trying to get someone out of your system, and I need to know… are you over him now?”
Her eyes widen, and then she looks away. “No,” she says, her smile bittersweet. Her eyes find
mine, and she leans in, the back of her hand brushing over my cheek. “I don’t think I’ll ever get over
you, Ares.”
“What?”
She chuckles and tilts her head, a vulnerable expression on her face. “It’s always been you.
Maybe it’s wrong and fucked up, but I wanted you long before you were mine. I loved you long before
I said I do.”
I grab her chin and lean in, my touch desperate as I kiss her. I’ve never needed anyone to feel my
love quite so badly. “Ares,” she groans, her legs tightening around my waist.
I pull away and grin as I reach around her and grab the cupcake I bought her. “Eat this,” I tell her
as I drop to my knees between her legs. “You have your cake,” I murmur as I part her robe, “and I’ll
have mine.”
I kiss the inside of her thigh, pleased to find that she isn’t wearing anything underneath her robe.
Raven moans when I kiss her pussy, and I smirk as I look up at her to find her staring at me with fire
in her eyes.
“Finish every last bite of that, and I’ll make you come. The longer you take to eat it, the longer I’ll
torture you.”
I chuckle as she buries one hand in my hair while she brings her other hand to her face, taking a
bite of her cupcake just as my tongue parts her folds, going straight for her clit. I’m fucking obsessed
with her, and each and every day, I’m going to ensure that everything we lost along the way was worth
it.