Chapter 62

(Max's POV)

The priest had announced the entrance of the bride but minutes lapsed but she hadn't walked inside yet.I began panicking....yes, the great Maxwell Storm panicking.

But why wouldn't I, I really loved and still love her so I would definitely panic when she refused to get inside.

Did she change her mind about marrying me? I couldn't help but feel that way.My heart was now beating in a funny way and I couldn't help but feel anxious and nervous.I saw mum go outside and some minutes later, she walked back inside.

"These wedding dramas!"I exclaimed silently as mum walked inside.

Seconds later:

Ammy walked inside.The dress she was wearing looked very beautiful on her.It was so attractive but more attractive that it was on her.

Her steps were so small.Thats a sign of nervousness,right?

But something brought a smile to my lips.Her steady gaze on me and her beautiful smile...she was soon standing there with me.

"Today we gather here for the celebration of a reunion of two lovers who want to be couples...."the priest began, just the normal wedding sermon then the hardest part came.Taking of the vows.

I think it's hard because many people fail to do as they vow and I really hope I won't fail.

"Mr Maxwell Storm, do you take Ammy Walker to be your lawfully wedded wife, and to be by her side through all the way of her life?...to love and cherish both in happiness and sorrow, health and sickness?"The priest asked and I can't even open my mouth to respond.That was such a responsibility to take!!

My gaze fell on Ammy and I could clearly see that she is holding her breathe.I took in a deep breathe and parted my lips to speak.

"Ofcourse I do!"I responded loudly my gaze steady on her face. Ammy smiled cutely at me and I smiled back.

The priest asked Ammy the same question and she jumped in to the answer even before the Priest could finish the last word.

"I do...I do,"she responded vibrantly and it really amused me.I remember that I literary blackmailed her to marrying me to save myself from a crazy marriage my parents would have planned for me so I couldn't understand my she was so glad.

How desparate about the wedding was she?

I was glad when the vows stuff was over and we were announced as husband and wife.Finally!!.I carried Ammy in my arms and walked out of the venue as the guests applauded cheerfully.I carried her all the way to my bedroom, upstairs and put her on the bed.

"You really look beautiful in this dress..."I murmured in her ear and she smiled shyly.

Whenever she behaved this way towards me, she just looked so innocent and I loved it

I pulled her face closer and pecked her lips.

"Am aware of that Max but I have to get changed for the reception,"she responded calmly but in a serious mode.I furrowed my brows while looking at the serious but beautiful face before me.

"Are you okay!?"I found myself asking her.

Maybe I was concerned or maybe just confused by her swing of mood.She had been very vibrant at the aisle and she was all of a sudden so serious.

"I just remembered that anytime I come to contact with you, you end up treating me like trash and am not ready for that.Atleast not tonight Max...and yes we are now freaking married so you will have all the time for that,"she hissed at me.

Well that was somehow true but she didn't have to say it that way!!

She got off the bed and walked to my closet.I stood there looking at her as she disappeared inside.She came out some minutes later holding two dress.Both are white but one is very short and the other is long.

"Which one would you want me to wear?"she asked smiling at me.

Why was she behaving so strangely today?...she was just actually so cold at me the other moment and she was now smiling at me!!

Maybe I should move along with her mood swing or whatever that was called.

"Do you need to get changed?"I asked smiling back at her.

"I really do....you can't be asking me to walk to the reception with this duvet on me,"she responded with a smile on her face.

"You call the dress I spent dollars on a duvet?"I ask her, faking seriousness.

"It is Max...just the dress, not the money,"she answered in a soft laughter, making her dimples pop in proudly.

"Gosh she is so beautiful!"I muttered to myself as I watched her laugh.She suddenly stopped laughing and looked at me with those beautiful pair of sparkling eyes.

"So which one do you choose?"she asks again.

"I think that will be perfect,"I finally decide on the long dress.

"That's perfect but I will need the maids to help me change,"she spoke again.

But how could I call for 'room service' and I was pretty much available.Maybe I would tease her a little with that.

"You don't need them.Am here...and I can help you with that,"I spoke and moved closer to her.

"Am sure you can...but that's not a good idea,"she answered still smiling.

I slipped my left arm to her waist and pulled her to myself and tightly held her to myself.

"I don't think its that bad my love..."I responded.Slipped my right hand to the nape of her neck pulled her to myself and kissed her on the lips but she didn't retaliate and neither did she kiss me back.

Maybe that was a 'go on green light' so I decided to take it further and I deepened the kiss....to a passionate one.

My right hand moved down to her back and I got hold of the zip and pulled it down...then I unfastened the straps below the zipper.

The dress was now hanging loose against her slender but beautiful body.I pulled back and looked at her, it seems the teasing part was over long ago and now, something else was driving me.

Love or lust....I can't tell.

I resumed my kiss and moved further to her long graceful neck.I kissed her and she remained still slowly, sucking each part my lips landed on but she remained still though I could feel goosebumps on her skin.I pulled off again and looked at her eyes which were closed.

"Should I continue?"I asked her smiling teasingly at her.She slowly opened her eyes and exhaled sharply.

I know that question sounded silly because she hadn't even asked me to do it but it wasn't too wrong to ask, was it?

"Maybe you should help me take off the dress as agreed Max,"she responded but her voice was quite trembling.She briefly licked her lips and sighed, but she was definitely avoiding my gaze.

"Tough huh?"I asked, really impressed by that.She was not showing the effect I have on her but am sure she was really trying hard not to give me that satisfaction I needed because her body was actually betraying her efforts...maybe.

"Always dear husband,"she responded and smiled sheepily.She walked back to the closet and slammed the door on me.

She finally got out minutes later on the dress I chose for her.She looked awesome that I almost loosed it when I saw her.

She was gorgeous.Actually that is an under estimation of how she looked.

But how did she get to do all that by herself?

"Oh my!...this one is more amazing,"I really couldn't hold back my compliment.I mean, who else would?

"Thank you my love...."she responded and my brows rose in amusement.

It seems this was an amusement moment for me.

It was first 'dear husband' and now ' my love'?...

"So can we get going now, am sure we have kept the guests waiting long enough,"she spoke again and got me off my the Disney land that I still was in.

"Ofcourse Mrs Maxwell..."I spoke offering her my arm.Ammy entwined her arm in mine and we walked out of the room.We arrived at the reception and everyone was already there, with wine glasses in there hands.And there eyes fell on us as we walked in and I could see some of them murmur as they looked at us.We got into the most boring part; mingling with the guests and chatting.It was just boring and frustrating talking to people and constantly shaking hands but Ammy was really trying.Constant smiling and laughing and very vibrantly chatting and it was good.

"Excuse us please...."I spoke as I took Ammy's I took her away from a couple were talking to.

"Are we going somewhere!?"she asked when we were a distance from the couple.

"No...just needed a little time with my wife before the dinner,"I speak and she chuckles a little.

"That wasn't too good though,"she speaks.

"Ofcourse it was....my wife, my rules,"I respond and she giggles happily.

"Mr Storm...what a beautiful reception you have for your wedding.I will borrow your designer for my reception if suppose I get married,"I heard someone speak behind me.I turned around and saw Edward Bash.

I really didn't expect to see him around but he had kept his word.

"Edward Bash, nice to see you here.Meet my wife, Ammy Storm,"I introduced and Ammy stretched her hand.Did she even have to do that?

Edward took her hand and shook it while gazing at her and not releasing his grip.

Ammy turns and glances at me then back at him.

"Can let go now,"I ordered him and he quickly did and smiled even broader.