Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the finale of my Dear, Love God

The journey to the epilogue wasn't easy but you are here and I'm always grateful that you have stayed since the beginning❤️

Muah and Happy Reading for the last but not least!

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5 years later...

Kameela Devgan-Smith

"Can someone please tell me what's going on here?" I questioned, wrapping my arms over the chest as I found the photo studio to be disoriented. Everyone should be in place doing their job right now, but why are they running around in anxious?

The head of the crew, Emma, stopped by me and informed me the bad news while adjusting her spectacles. "Sorry, ma'am. But we are in hurry finding a replacement for Fernando."

"Replacement?" She gasped as she was surprised on my question.

"O-Oh, you didn't....knew. Fernando called in today and said that he couldn't be able to make it for the shoot. Since he's the major role, it got all worse for us, ma'am." She explained the situation, holding onto the files tightly.

"What? And I'm only getting informed now? Oh my God, he's so fired!" I groaned in frustration. This photoshoot were planned for months and it was an important one as well because we are having over the most popular plus size sensation, Ashley Graham. So last minute turn over is not just a mess but a disaster for our entire team.

I was thrilled when she agreed to shoot for our brand once again after last year and she's also one of our regular client who shops by frequently. I had prepared the whole day to keep her with hospitality and we had already shared the schedules of today's shoot, so any changes in the tables, would only bring us a great shame.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. But we are trying our best." She looked me apologetically and I couldn't blame her on this either. I knew of how hard she had sweated for today's shoot.

God, I wish Lisa's here. Like when she's around, everything went smoothly with perfection. There were no delays, no turnovers and especially, no disappointments. She had it all under control and I'm already tripping in her specialization, that's also on the same day for my very first television interview.

I just came be the studio to give them a look and now I got to overcome this trouble made by that stupid model.

I nodded my head at her with a sigh and she got dispersed from me. Nothing went into my head rather than picking out my phone and dialing on the number which could help me give a solution as soon as possible. The call rings and comes her faint yawning, "Cabello?"

"Oh my God, I'm sorry for waking you up. I thought you will be awake by now, urm....that's okay, go back to sleep." I let her know quickly as I regretted the decision to call her right now.

"I'm awake now, babe. Go on, tell me what's up?"

I sighed and begin telling her hesitantly. "Urmm....it's something with the photoshoot today. That Fernando guy, he never make it for work."

All I heard was her sharp scream and I had to take my phone away from my ears. "What the hell? That scumbag really decided to take leave last minute? I told you that he's an imposter, he got bribed for sure!"

"Lisa, stop screaming, will you? Remember that you're on the edge period of giving birth, young lady. The baby should never be threatened by her own mother." I warned her to be calm.

"Bleh, bleh, bleh. It's all his fault....and yours too. You guys force me to get pregnant and now I had to go through all this." I smiled at the small pout that she would have made by now as I listened to her whining.

Our fault, huh? I think I should probably remind her of how competitive she gets with the calendar, tracking down her ovulation process with a periodic table so that by the time, she could get Ricardo into 'action'. They were married three years ago and at first they had difficulties in getting pregnant, which is why she had to create down a periodic table following by proper medications from their doctor.

Marvelously, almost two and half years later she got pregnant with our miracle baby. The doctor ensured them that the baby's healthy but she might face some complications while on contractions. Since the day, I made sure she work less and forced her to rest in home right after she got close to the trimester. Yet apparently, that is why I'm here dealing with this chaos and she's yawning back from their home.

"Really, right now? Anyways, try to stay calm and please give me a solution." I begged in a quiet tone and she giggled, taking a toll from her previous emotion.

"Hmm, let me think." She said and I heard some ruffling sounds from the other side. I gazed back at the studio through my glass window and everyone were still rushing over things.

"Okay, I will text you some potential profiles for the shoot. Try to call them by." She let me know and I got bugged with worried.

"A new face? But this is one of our premium shoot, we can't have an inexperience to model with Ashley Graham."

"Hmm, so why not Dhi?" Lisa suggested and I took a deep breath in, thanking God to give me more patience.

Dhilip had settled in France, well technically after he got married with Caroline of course. He moved there to get close to her family and eventually his parents did too. He would come by and visit us once every two months. But good God, his love story was epic with a touch of forbidden and quintessential.

"Lisa, he's 4000 miles away and you expect him to be here in 15 minutes?"

"So what about your Love God?" She can't be serious. He's no longer modelling and he has a company to retrieve. Besides, she knew that we both were in a sort of not-talking basis right now.

"I'm going to pass on that."

"Ugh, then we have no choice but to have a solo photoshoot of her. You knew that most of the professional male models wouldn't be able for a last minute call." She fumed and she was right. But passing out the photoshoot with only Miss Graham would be uncompromising as per the board's review. Yet we need to showcase a worldwide collection of our clothing so a male role is quite important for this shoot.

"But....having a solo shoot...." I mewled while taking a breath. ".....I think we have no other choice but to arrange a new model somehow. And I have the television interview to go....I guess I will quickly select one of the new faces from the audition we had two months ago before leaving."

"Well, yes! You have a talk show to go, so stop getting this into your head and I'm sure our team would do the job to get a new face." She convincingly replied. Even though I'm not fully satisfied of this decision, I have no other choices now.

I thanked her while promising her favorite craving of all time when I go to visit her later. We ended the call and I rushed out of the desk room to find for Emma.

I halted when I found the latter jogging towards me. "I was about to come find you."

"Oh....did I do something wrong?" She asked in nervousness.

"No, Emma. I wanted to meet you to talk about the replacement. I think you guys should be start selecting a male from the previous audition-"

"B-But we don't need to, ma'am. I actually came to you to tell that someone volunteered for the shoot and he's going to ace it." She was painted with a giddy smile as she said so and on that look from her expressions, I knew we had got someone potential.

"Wow, that's great. But wait, is he a new face? Who's this guy, by the way?" I asked her, equally excited and at ease that the shoot's finally on resume without the thought of a new replacement.

"Huh, about that...." She dragged on her sentence with her palms clasped closely and she gave me a sly grin. "....I think, it would be the best if you come and find out on your own, ma'am."

"O....kay." My okay was all enough to gave her that look of suspicious and she leaded me to the dressing room to meet this mysterious stranger who agreed our last minute deal.

As soon as I walked in the dressing area, my excitement quickly went off and I got replaced with annoyance.

"Him?" She caught the exasperation on my question and I couldn't be able to look at her reaction as my eyes stayed glued on the half naked man.

He's here again, for a vicious comeback from me and just because he showed up in a....hotter way, doesn't mean that I'm forgetting about what had happened.

He was being measured to find his fit and I felt a burning pit formed in my stomach as I saw one of the crew lady intentionally fondling her arm on his perfectly sculptured torso.

What the hell is she doing? I was about to burst when his eyes landed on me and a quiet gasp surpassed my lips as I instantly looked away. I shouldn't send mixed signal, this is wrong. I need to calm down. I reminded myself while inhaling a breath.

"Ma'am?" Emma spoke up, pulling me out of reverie.

"Yes, Emma."

"He showed up on our door and volunteered right away when we informed about this crisis. I thought....you wouldn't mind as he would do great for the shoot." She explained with a hint of uncertainty.

Oh, of course he would do great. He had the roots in modeling.

"I get it, Emma. You did the right thing." I assured her with a smile and my eyes coincidentally went towards him again. A knot tied around my heart as I got seized red handed on eyeing him and he had this cocky smirk plastered on his handsome face.

Suddenly the same lady interrupted our eye to eye and I let out a low grunt. Her arms tentatively going around his chest and I also happened to catch her staring at him as if she's ready to eat him up anytime.

"That's it." I had a finality and marched over to them.

I forced a smile and approached them professionally. "Hey, sweetie, we are already late for the shoots. I will write down his measures if that's what you're figuring out."

"But we need the perfect sized dress for him right, ma'am?" She questioned me, probably offended that I made a full stop on her advances.

"Don't worry, sweetie. Trust me....my measures going to be perfect on him." I gritted with the smile and she nodded, face quickly drooping. I grabbed on a sticky note from the side table and jotted down his measures before lending it to her.

"Now go get them." She took the paper and disappeared behind the designer clothes room.

"She was doing a good job in her duty though."

I had my head turning towards his respond with one of my brows standing up. "Oh, really?"

He shrugged cutely with a pout, hands on either side of his hips.

"You're wife going to be so mad for this, Mr Smith." I huffed.

"She's already so mad at me, Mrs Smith."

He retorted with a sad puppy eyes and I blinked my eyes away from him, praying to get some strengths to withstand this man's charm.

"I....I s-should be going." I stuttered for sure, gaining nervousness even after all these times with him. I heeled to move away when I felt him holding onto my hand, my eyes quickly looking up to the entrance of the dressing room, remembering poor Emma but luckily she had already left as I found no one around us.

"This is not-" My sentence cut midline when he whooshed my back into his bare chest, his giant like arms wrapping around my waist and he pulled me impossibly closer.

"Please forgive me, baby." He husked on my ear and I can feel his hot breath lingering over the skin of my neck, aggravating my arousal.

"I did let you know about meeting her, isn't it?"

I started turning around to face him as I scowled at him while looking away in anger, "Well, yes but you didn't tell me about having the meeting alone with her. You had no idea of how I felt when I saw you with her in that restaurant. It seemed more like a secret date."

Since we became financial stable, I suggested Love God to comply a lawsuit to win his company back. His previous company also happened to go in bankruptcy and that old man who snatched it from him had given up on the firm. He retired from his responsibility and appoints his daughter, Sierra, to take care of their own.

Roughly in a month, the case ran by the court and Sierra finally came down to talk out with him about transferring the company back to him. We withdrawn the case as per the deal she made and like she promised, they went through the bequeathing of the company as his own. He got everything in return once again and I thought that they had ended their contacts after the hand down.

But just a week ago, I heard him pronouncing her name again and he told me about having a business meeting with Sierra as she seeks his assistance on this field. At first when he said that it was strictly business, I thought they would be meeting with their board members altogether in a conference room or something.

Thus, what I did not expect, was to see my husband with her, just the two of them in a restaurant which I coincidentally visit on that same day. It hurts to see them alone, but I knew my husband won't cheat. It's just....I never expected them to meet alone, once again, portraying an image of a perfect couple which I used to loathe before.

"Baby, I swear there's nothing like you think it is. Yes, it was just me and her in that restaurant but our conversation were purely professional. She told me that she wasn't comfortable to arrange a meeting with a room full of board members. So we decided to meet one on one as a representative of our companies." He explained his point while holding me in place by my hips.

"Why would I ever cheat when I have a beautiful wife waiting for me at home? Also, she's engaged with someone and she pretty well knows of how much I love my wife." His eyes speared into me with sincerity and love.

One of his hand raises to my cheek as he caress it softly. Feeling my eyes moist, I leaned into his palm with a smile. "I didn't mean to doubt you. But it didn't feel right to see you with her....again." I mumbled, reeling back to the days when I used to watch them together in public. Thank God, that heartbreaking nightmares ended five years ago and he's completely mine now.

"I understand. Remember that you're my forever." He whispered in reassurance as he kissed my forehead. It was enough to drive all these teeny bit insecurities away.

"I forgive you." I shyly mentioned and our eyes meet. His hand still grazing on my cheek with tenderness, his lips curving up in an engaging smile.

"So beautiful." It was his soft murmur while he eyed me with admiration and my hands spontaneously went around his neck.

"Kiss me." He leaned his face forward to mine in flash, impatient for us to kiss again after approximately three days. I grinned through the kiss and let him have his ways on me, forgetting about our surrounding.

While on the kiss, one of my precious core memory unlocked. Reminding me of the kiss we shared on our wedding, the day I became Mrs Smith.

Two weeks after we were engaged, we decided to get marry and despite the fact that we were running in strict budget as it was just still the beginning terms of our business, we took a leap on a small yet ideal wedding setting. We quit having that two times wedding as we both were multiracial and picked on a two in one ceremony at the same time. Only our loved ones around and with their blessings, we became husband and wife.

"You're also doing a good job in your duty, Mrs Smith." He chuckles and I playfully slapped his shoulder when we reluctantly pulled away to catch breath and I couldn't just stop there as I begin kissing every side of his face, the need to have him were alarming my senses.

He craned his face sideways and his eyes grew double in size as he stared into that direction.

He looked back into me and indicates a signal towards my left. "Urmm, baby?"

Oh, I knew who that might be.

I slowly turned to meet that lady who groped my husband minutes ago and I controlled the urges to laugh when I saw her reaction.

I bet she's new here, that's why she has the nerves to mess with my man. Gosh, I am really sounding more like Lisa now days. Especially whenever it comes to him.

"Oh, I'm sorry you had to see this, sweetie." I informed with a fake apologetic tone and I moved my palm onto his face to erase the faint lipstick marks from me.

"Your new here, isn't it? So introducing you to Adrian Reed Smith, my husband." I held onto his side while giving her a small introduction, or more like a sign to back off.

"She will take care from here and I will see you later by evening, okay?" I kissed his cheek lightly but he had other ideas, he cupped one of his hand on my cheek and dragged my lips upwards to his own.

Gently placing a peck while he whispers, "Go rock it, baby."

I smiled in contentment, nodding my head and I left the place. I instructed Emma to report me shortly after the shoot ends and I prepared to leave the building.

*****

Adrian Reed Smith/Love God

Friday night bliss, the feeling of coming back home from a long day at work to finally have some rest on weekend and tonight it will be extra exciting as we get to see my wife on television.

"It's almost time, baby." I called out for her when I landed on the couch. The show started with an audiovisual of my wife and I was so caught in the show as I failed to register the tiny body settling on my lap.

"Mama!" He squealed in delight while his chubby arms reached towards the television and I swiftly got hold of his little body into my grasp, just before he could fell over.

"Calm down, buddy. Mama's right here and not in there." I cooed at my son and his face turned red.

Oh-uh, that's not good.

And henceforth, he started to throw his wild tantrum. Which I could never console at all.

Thankfully, my wife showed up and she took him in her arms. "Aww, my baby bear. Mama's here and everything's fine. You're a good boy, isn't it?"

Yet just like that, he quit screaming and cuddled onto her while nodding his head. I shook my head in the same surprised way, unbelievable of the spell she had for our three year old son, Meelan. But I acknowledged that it's their exceptional bonding.

"Play it, pa." I paused the show earlier when Meelan set about to cry and it was my firstborn, Kian's request right now as he begin climbing the couch to snuggle into his mother too.

Great! Now I have no space to get close to her. I fumed to myself while clicking the remote on the resume button.

"Hey."

I looked over to my wife, now smiling at me as she waved her arms open. She made a spot for me to scoot in, sweet!

I got rid of the excitement and wasted no time to join them. We all four were gathered into the small side of our big couch and the boys were equally exhilarated as I am to see our lady slaying the show.

"Hello, everyone! Welcome back to the Project Night Show. Live from Los Angeles, California. What more can I say about our special guest today after the small audiovisual we had seen just now? Well, she's the most thrilling young woman who inspires many people that chooses fashion of plus size. So without further ado, let us we welcome, Kameela Devgan-Smith!"

I whistled a hooray on her beautiful entrance with my boys following my leads.

"It's a pleasure to have you tonight."

The host greeted her and they say down on their respective chairs.

"Thank you so much for the Project Night Show to have me here. It's a great honour for sure."

It was my wife sharing her gratitude for being on the television. This show going to give All In All a very huge success, I swear.

"We are actually honoured to interview a talented, wise and confident woman, who's currently slaying down the fashion industry with your unique masterpieces. So tell us, where does this idea begin with?"

The host asked her and my wife smiled, ready to answer her.

"Well, it started because of myself. If you had noticed, most of the clothing lines from All In All is targeted for plus size women. I was in my teenage years when I had my first crisis in finding an attire for the neighbor's wedding ceremony. I went for shoppings to different places but I returned with nothing because none of my favorites were on my size. I was stoked to believe that most of the nice ones were made for smaller sizes and that's when I had my first question. What if, I create an attire for my own rather than walking into various stores that probably wouldn't have anything good in my size. I would also say that those rejections were the beginning for something that I or anyone should never had, insecurities. Apart from all this, I still never quit on my passion, to create and design dresses, so I applied for the university with my majors in fashion designing. I got enrolled and after completions, I got hired into a plus size store for consultancy, which is not my major study field but I was happy to work with people of my sizes. But the happiness didn't last long, they kicked me out for no reason and I got jobless. But I would thank them right now though, because if it wasn't for the termination that day, I wouldn't have figured to create my own....empire today."

She had a small smile all along the line and only I could see the pain behind them.

"That's a fascinating start up and well inspired. Speaking of insecurities about your weight, how did you deal with them and became this confident?"

The host proceeded with another question and my wife had this small smile while giving her answer.

"It was hard from the beginning and so you know, I had faced bullies too. I sincerely never had any love for myself, I just love to dress up and that's it. I....had never seen myself pretty in the mirror. Until one day, I met this guy in my best friend's party and....he changed it all for me. He became the sun to my moon. He gave me understanding about loving myself and he made me admire the reflection on my mirror. All his times, he had only guided me to shine bright and strong. I would never be ashamed to say that if it's not for him, I would never be here right now. All In All were made out of his efforts too. He showed me that I'm more than any discouraging I had on me. No matter whenever or wherever we are, he would always be there to comfort my emotions. He just don't like it when I let down myself and his moto about selflove is....remarkable. He can even open a campaign about selflove if you ask me."

The host laughed but my eyes were glued to her and she meets mine with blushes. "I love you, baby." I whispered, kissing her lips lightly. I would never make her feel worse and sooner arises this unbearable guilt, eating me up for the misunderstanding we had five days ago after she saw me with Sierra. I should have never agreed to meet her and I am regretting it till today.

Lesson learned and those three days when she completely ignore my existence was the worse days of my life. But I would never give up to show my wife that no matter what, she would be the only woman to conquer my heart.

The show then continuous with her interviews about the company's growth from renting a small part of a shopping mall to own a similar building that comes as the mall. Not to forget, it's not only one but twice the branches now. My wife was in dewy, delineating about the success one by one of All In All for the past five years.

An hour after, the show clocked to end and I was so proud of her inspiring finale speech of encouragement.

"One simple thing that I would like to share with every gorgeous human being who suffers with self-consciousness out there. You don't need a someone to show you that your beautiful, or to give you confidence. You don't need to feel ashamed or unwanted just because you have no one to give you attentions. Yes, some of you might think that 'You are lucky, you have a man to give you all that.', but the point is, he wasn't the key to my confidence. He was the one to show me the key to my confidence that I had since the beginning in myself and that made me to see of how worth I'm inside and out. I believe we have our own keys buried deep down all along and all we need to do is to look through our insecurities because there's more to it than meets the eye. Confidence is self love, if we don't love our own selves, then who else are you expecting to do so?"

Wow! Even the host had went speechless as she straight away came up with a round of applause before the show ended with a medal of appreciation that is safely displayed on our showcase right now.

"I'm so proud of what you became, baby. And you're right, you had it all along in yourself. I am the luckiest man alive to have you by me." I nuzzled my nose into her hair, kissing them lightly.

"I'm lucky to have you as my mama too." Kian said while the little guy scooched up to kiss on her cheek.

"Aww, you guys." She grabbed on to our faces, kissing me first then our boys next

"I love you, baby." This three words would never bore the tingles I have for her.

"I love you, mama." It was Meelan's soft babble as he hugged onto her stomach.

"Love you, mama." Kian's confession comes after and he nestled comfortably onto her chest.

"I love you guys so much too." She cooed at us and I took the opportunity to wrap my whole world in my arms. My head landing gently on hers as I closed my eyes to entice the lovely moment.

Everyone needs love to purify our life. We have to embrace it when we had the chance, even though it does rotates your life upside down. But in the end, it will be all worth it. Just like it happened to me.

I was adamant, thought that love is nothing compares to what I had. Going after chill liquors, seducing women and uptight money. But it turns out, I was a complete zero internally, emotionally damaged.

No one should be like the old me and I will always show my boys about the miracle of love.

Thanks to him, the real Love God. I wish I could meet him one last time to let him know of peaceful and happy I am. But I knew he will be busy by now on his mission to signify love in many lives, just like he did with mine.

ᕦ✩ The End ✩ᕤ

Pretty long chapter, I know. But it wouldn't be good if I break it into two and I thought a longer version of epilogue might cover up the missing, hehe....(─.─||）

So that's it, the end of my favorite babies and I'm really crying over the fact that I will miss writing about them as I had lived with them all along😭❤️

This story is so close to my heart and I will never forget the overwhelming loves/support I had throughout the journey💫💕

Love you and will miss you guys too much!

#signing out, M.Kirthana