CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Outside the grand wedding hall, hundreds of media outlets eagerly awaited.

Although Raymond and Rosa had planned for a small wedding with only a hundred guests, somehow the news had leaked.

After exchanging vows, the wedding concluded, and it was time to head home.

Walking hand in hand with her husband, Raymond Smith, they made their way to the car.

The driver took them to a small cottage two estates away from Rosa's family residence.

Once inside, Raymond promptly entered the bathroom, leaving Rosa with a racing heart as she removed her wedding gown and proceeded to take a bath.

Thoughts crossed her mind – would he touch her?

She had only shared her secret with Joshua.

Raymond had proposed before she could express her love.

Exiting the bathroom, Rosa was surprised to find that Raymond had prepared pancakes and tea.

He hummed with excitement while arranging the tray on the center table, dressed in nothing but boxers.

A question lingered – would he always be so open about his body?

With an excited smile, he noticed her presence. "You took years in the bathroom."

She chuckled shyly, drying her hair with a towel in front of the dressing mirror.

He embraced her from behind, planting a kiss on her cheek. "My beloved wife," he said, to which she blushed and responded, "My beloved husband."

In a hurry, he opened the wardrobe, eager to assist her in choosing an outfit. "What would you like to wear? Should I help you choose?"

"Yes, something very simple". She suggested with a shrug.

He selected a small red dress. "This is good enough for a wedding night."

She gasped. "I only wear that to sleep if my pajamas are all wet. It is so skimpy."

He chuckled, reassuring her, "I am the only one here. Not like anyone is seeing you."

"Does that mean I have to wear skimpy dresses?"

"You can wear that only around your husband. He is now the owner of your body."

"My body?"

He searched her eyes, "Are you scared, Rosa?"

She stammered, "Er...no."

Leading her to the bed, he suggested, "Let us eat, since it has been a long day."

She was very hungry.

She couldn't eat much during the wedding due to concerns about her wedding gown.

Afterward, they packed the plates, and she insisted on washing.

Upon returning to the room, Raymond lay on the bed.

She sat at the edge shyly.

He pulled her into his arms, and it wasn't as challenging as she had imagined.

Raymond kissed her for the first time, tenderly expressing his love by caressing her body.

His touch didn't feel like he was only intentional about getting her body...it felt like he was intentional about her.

Sex with a person you love, in marriage, undefiled...it felt like the best thing ever.

His initial thrusts, despite his gentle penetration, had caused unexpected pain because it was her first time.

However, he comforted her with immense gentleness, offering milk and fruits as they embraced warmly.

Surprisingly, in the following week, the second and third thrusts became increasingly enjoyable.

Her body now craved him, prompting her to question the origin of her initial fear.

Had it been just fear or just ignorance?