Sorry folks but I’m about to die in a chocolate coma! I will write more tomorrow – two posts!
Sorry for the miss last night. I was really about to go into a chocolate coma – My friend is giving up Chocolate for the month of March and I’ve decided to join her so it was the last hurrah for me and chocolate for a month.
Also fair warning, we are going to Bali next week on Tuesday – I will endeavour to ensure that I post daily, but it might be sketchy 🙂
On with last night’s post!
It was being called the wedding of the century. Susannah Marie Templeton had agreed to marry Edmund Allen Huntington, both of them relatively new to the title of “millionaire” – Susannah due to a lucky win in the lottery and sound investments, Edmund having received a rather large inheritance.
It was said that the young couple were crazy in love with one another as well. That never hurt.
Susannah placed her hand on the window overlooking the grounds of the hotel where the wedding was taking place. She smiled slightly, remembering the discussion about pre-nuptial agreements.
“He says we have to have one.” Edmund had stated, flopping down on the leather couch in his living room. Susannah was curled up on it, idly reading through an ebook on her brand new ipad.
“I don’t understand. We do actually love each other, and it’s not like we don’t know about him.” She said. Edmund shrugged.
“Something to do with in case things go south. Basically, we split everything fifty-fifty if we ever do separate, regardless of reasoning.” Susannah shrugged.
“Get him to draw up the paperwork. It sounds fair to me.” At that point she didn’t really care. Mr Stewn had continued to handle the finances for both her and Edmund, and the two of them were more than comfortable. She had her money, she had her love. Now, she just needed the fame that she had so craved, and The Banker will have fulfilled his obligations in the contract and she would begin to start to fulfil hers. The imp had been adamant that she keep her head down until he had finished his part.
“All right love. I just want to call you my wife, you know that?” Susannah put the ipad down and smiled at Edmund before sliding across the couch to him and wrapping her arms around him.
“I know love.” They kissed fervently.
Susannah sighed happily, thinking of what had happened later that night. She was still a virgin, technically, Edmund having agreed to wait until they were married to actually bed her. Somehow, the press had caught wind of the “Rich, Virgin Bride” in their city, and were even now running stories in regards to the Huntington-Templeton romance. Susannah was slowly getting the last part fulfilled, the fame.
“Hey Blushing Bride! It’s time for us to finish getting you ready so we can get you married off, and so I can prey on all those heartbroken and lonely single men!” Aislin trilled, entering the room. The succubus looked stunning in a dark green silk shift dress, with white roses woven into her fiery red hair. Susannah turned and smiled at her friend before nodding.
“I can’t wait!”