Chapter 33

• MAVERICK'S P.O.V
• I hate that I wanted her to want me, I even hate it most that my body wants all of her even when I didn't want it to. She was a very beautiful young lady and that I knew from the very day my mother gave me her photo to look at. Except that sometimes looks are very deceiving. I especially learned that from experiences, I just hope she's as good as my mom praises. I know she wasn't waiting for me to kiss her, and I wasn't planning to either. But, it was really tempting, I mean look at all that beauty. I begrudgingly ended up kissing the back of her hand at least. And even though it was just a kiss on the palm, it felt just right and good. I couldn't help but imagine what feeling it would be if I kissed her lips. It made me angry to think that I wanted to kiss her lips, I immediately felt so wrong. Wrong that I was getting married to Natalie even against her wish – it was clear, wrong that I even accepted the wedding at the beginning, and wrong for everything. With those thoughts, I walked out of the chapel. Nothing about the wedding seemed well to me. At least I deserved to know why exactly my father signed that contract, what if I was still married to Ruth? Was he in any way a part of the reason Ruth left? I needed to find out, I think there was an omission to all the information I got, and that surely will be my assignment until I found out what was going on. I have a private investigator, she'll be so happy to do the job, besides she always does love working for me. Plus it's been a very long while.
• For now, I'll just face the beautiful woman whom I have just married. I watched her say her goodbyes to her family. Her friend Abigail had met earlier with a request to come visit her friend often. Well, I am not that cruel of a person so I said yes to that. She was very happy when I said yes to her but I did. I saw how sad Natalie looked when her mother hugged her. One thing I know was I could try to at least not be so cruel to her. My mother said to me "you'll love her, she'll be good" Her mother whispered to me when she hugged me "take good care of my daughter, please" she sounded like Natalie was leaving the country. Women and drama. My father had already gone, I wonder who leaves the venue before the newlyweds, only my father does that I guess.