The Heiress And Her Husbands

The door to the hall flew open, causing the brightness from the sun to penetrate the hall.

The people inside the hall–the guests, the family and friends of both groom and bride, the priest and the groom all took their attention to the door that opened.

However, because of the light behind the person, they couldn't view the person's appearance but they could tell that the person was the groom's bride because she wasn't alone.

As they walked closer, everyone could now view their faces and saw the bride with her father.

They walked to the altar and the old man handed his daughter's hand to the groom after giving him a judgy look.

George, the groom, of course, noticed the expression on his father-in-law's face but his focus was on the bride so he didn't care much.

Momentarily, the bride and groom were asked questions by the priest about their marriage.

This brought the bride's memory of her previous marriage to her mind. Back then, she thought she was getting married to the love of her life but he turned out to be a scumbag.

The side of Natasha's lips curved into a smile as she was glad that the man who left her years ago was witnessing her marriage.

He even walked into the bride's room earlier to brainwash her to cancel the wedding and be with him again but she declined, saying she loved her husband so much and that her husband was nothing like him.

Natasha couldn't stop telling herself 'well done' because she couldn't imagine how Tristan, her ex-husband, would have reacted when he returned to see that she was still single.

He would think she was still in love with him and couldn't love any other man but him. Unfortunately, for him, she was getting married right in front of his eyes.

Natasha couldn't express the happiness and satisfaction in her heart after seeing the expression on her ex-husband's face when she told him about the relationship she had with her new husband.

The man she was getting married to was someone she didn't know much about. He was just a man she saw on the roadside saving a child he wasn't related to, putting his life at risk for someone else's child.

After finding out that her ex-husband was in town, she didn't want to have anything to do with him, and for some reason, she felt like she needed a husband to enable her to be her father's successor and also believed that a father figure would help her daughter.

Ever since her ex-husband came back, she didn't know what had gotten into her. She found it difficult to sleep and ended up taking pills to help her fall asleep.

Her plan was to marry a man recommended by the matchmaker she hired but she chose George after seeing how good he was with children.

She did her research about him and found out that he was a teacher in a high school and was having a huge financial problem.

He wasn't as rich as she wanted him to be but he was the man she had an interest in.

Besides, Natasha only wanted a man who would take care of her daughter and satisfy her in bed, treat her like a lady, and act like a loving husband to her in public.

She only wanted these from him only for two years while paying him every month.

George couldn't refuse such an offer from a billionaire, especially when he had debts to pay and his family's life was in danger because of his debt.

Besides, Natasha was a very beautiful woman to be with.

"And I pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride," with a positive expression, the priest said to the groom.

George, the groom lifted the veil around his bride's face with a big smile on his face. She was his redeemer in his time of need, making him so happy.

George gave her a naughty smirk–it was his job to act as a loving husband and he was fulfilling that but he loved what he was doing.

Natasha was hot and kissable. Her blue eyes were so beautiful. He couldn't wait to see her naked tonight and bang her fiercely, proving to her how capable he could be.

George brought his hand to her waist slowly but Natasha didn't understand what he was doing until he suddenly tugged her body close to his and arched her back with his hand.

Natasha had to raise one of her legs while holding his arm that was surrounding her waist to maintain balance.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked. She knew that look.

"You are so beautiful, my bride. I can't wait to wake up every morning to behold your face, it would brighten my day for the rest of my life," George was trying to make her heart flutter but Natasha was too cold to feel anything, she only acted as if she was blushing.

George's other hand was holding Natasha's other hand and then he leaned closer and pressed his lips on hers.

Natasha accepted his kiss and gripped his arm tightly as they kissed each other intensely.

"You are such a good kisser," Natasha complimented as George brought her back to her feet.

"Only for you, my wife," he winked at her and licked his lower lip. "Only for you," he teased her by planting a small kiss on her cheek.

They could hear the guest applauding them loudly during their kiss and after.

With that, Natasha and George walked down from the altar to greet the elders and some of their important guests.

While greeting them, they came across an elegant-looking man who immediately hugged the bride so he could whisper something to her.

"I love you still and I won't stop until I have you back. Getting married…hm…won't change anything," he then kissed her neck and pulled back.

Natasha's heart began to race after hearing his words and feeling his lips on her skin. She remembered those days when they were still a couple.

George shook the man's hand and squeezed it in his grip. "I don't like the way you just hugged my bride and the way you look at her annoys me. Don't make me hate you, Mr Tristan Hunters. The other side of me is dangerous."

His expression was very cold and dark but when the atmosphere began to feel tight with both Tristan and Natasha looking at him, he released Tristan's hand and chuckled.

"Just don't mess with me," he warned.