"Beautiful." Izabella heard Aleksander even though he whispered the word almost inaudibly. Furthermore, the way he looked at her left her stunned. A trance overcame him. Izabella knew then how carelessly she had taken of herself. She did not slop out on purpose, though. When Shanda told her about the entire episode in Greece, she lost the motivation to fix herself. It was her way of showing men she was not interested in getting into the relationship—a brush-off to anyone who would try to mess with her. She immediately thought of that as Aleksander gave her a grateful stare. She could use to add a few extra minutes to try, given that her present morning ritual consisted of donning her lenses, donning whatever clothes she grabbed first—either from the closet or nearby the bed, she wasn't fussy—tossing her hair up on top of her head, and exiting her bedroom. She also never overheard her father grumbling. No, there's more. She wanted to try. She approved of her current appearance. A lo

Aleksander observed, "You seemed stunned..." Izabella had a severe frown. "What do you expect me to learn from such a ridiculous notion? Aleksander remarked coldly, "You sounded like you despise my kind of race." "Oh. Please, Aleks. You should know I don't...now," she replied with a shake. "Well, I remember that day. We started on the wrong path. But let's not go there. I want to explore the secret of your eyes," he smiled, showing her the sorrow that had crossed his face. She snarled, "You're funny. I recently met a woman with blue eyes and several passersby we spotted, so I'm not the only person here with blue eyes." "You're probably correct," Aleksander said. Despite his reservations, he decided to stop asking questions as he stared at her with an oddly worried expression. "Is there anything you still haven't told me?" "I don't know what else to say. However, I did mention that my mother passed away up there..." He corrected her, "No, you thought she was dead. She might stil

Since Brigitte already knew her size, Aleksander and Izabella were busy making wedding preparations in the following days, including measuring Izabella for her wedding dress. Brigitte and Shanda, who planned everything so they could arrange what needed to be done, always accompanied the two. The two-hour rehearsal for the wedding party came last. Yesterday, they were absent from one another for the entire day. Izabella was staying in a hotel suite with Brigitte, Shanda, and a group of males occupied another suite. Alongside Jeremy, Dax, and Marlo was Aleksander. The two will be married on the expansive rooftop of the 620 Loft and Garden. Izabella was aware of Brigitte updating Aleksander. She realized bit by bit that Brigitte was a reliable secretary and dedicated to her job. She wondered if Brigitte knew Aleksander's true identity. And she noticed for the whole day yesterday that her husband was very comfortable seeking his secretary's opinion about the preparation. "It's a beautif

When the deadbolt clicked, Aleksander left the corridor and went to the next suite, where he was stationed, to prepare for the next day. He was still experiencing that thrill in his body from all the kissing. After waiting so long for Izabella, he couldn't believe that in less than 24 hours, they would be sharing a bed as husband and wife officially with her father's blessing. If he allowed himself to give in to his yearning, that is. He hoped the matter he discussed with her father the day before he proposed was correct. He asked Dr. Jansen's opinion on the blood sample he had given him. If he claimed Izabella, he wanted to ensure his blood wouldn't endanger her. Contrary to what happened to Dax, a woman passed away after they made sexual contact. He still did not understand since Dax declined to have his blood examined. As soon as he walked into the suite, he noticed the living room, where all the men had opted to spend the night before the wedding. He left the entrance and telep

Aleksander also scowled at the woman. He had no choice but to wait till the crowd's outrage abated. However, he was confident that he didn't need to be concerned because, besides the uniformed men serving as an official bodyguards, some of his people were protecting the area outside that entrance while dressing in covert manners and posing as bystanders or whatever else they could think of. In case a pack of wolves attacked the ceremony as it was taking place, he was prepared. They were giving the creep excessive authority. After straightening her shoulders, Izabella looked back to Aleksander and smiled her friendliest smile. The officiant prepared for the ceremony with his two-altar server. "We're here today, dearly beloved, to celebrate the union of two of our favorites, Aleksander Carlo Georgiou and Izabella Crystal Jansen." Izabella gripped Aleksander's hands firmly. Aleksander glanced at her, and then she felt his hand take hold of hers. Aleksander and Izabella exchanged long