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MAGGIE's POV

I really thought that my father wouldn't accept Marco as my soon to-be husband but he did it without any problem. After their talk inside the study room, everything went smoothly until the day of our wedding day.

It was a simple garden wedding at the backyard garden of Marco's house which we call our house now. A few of Marco's friends attended and that was when he introduced me to his twin brother, Marcus. I was so surprise because I didn't know that he had a twin and identical twin at that. They really looked alike except that they had different eye colors.

I noticed that Marcus was more laid-back compared to Marco who was on the serious side and it was fascinating seeing them together.

During the wedding ceremony, Marco and I were both emotional while reciting our wedding vows. The happiness inside our hearts was incomparable. I couldn't believe that I could get to experience this kind of happiness.

Now, I finally understood what it feels to be wed with the love of your life.

The preparation for our wedding was only two weeks but everything went well. It was kinda rush but I didn't feel that way because I was already beyond excited to tie the knot with my king.

I was floating with happiness the entire duration of our wedding. It felt surreal. I've never thought that he would be the man that I would marry someday because I didn't like his serious and cold behavior of his but when I got to know him better, I had the privilege to see the real him; sweet and loving Marco.

When Marco put the ring on my finger, a lone tear fell from my eye. I was crying with so much joy while gazing at him full of love. I couldn't explain how much I love him because my heart was overflowing with unparalleled love just for him.

When our eyes met, I noticed that Marco's eyes were watery as well and the incomparable love in his eyes as he gazes me made my heart swell.

"You may now kiss the bride." Upon hearing that, Marco lifted my veil. "You're the most beautiful woman in the world for me and that will never change, my queen. I promise you that you're the only woman for me until I die." He whispered before claiming my lips with a tender and loving kiss.

We heard the cheering and teasing of our family and friends but our focus were on that delicious kiss that we were sharing.

"Now, I finally have the official license." Marco said huskily the moment he let go of my lips. His eyes were sparkling with mischief. My forehead crinkled.

"What license are you talking about?" I asked confusedly.

"To finally poke the eyes of the men who try to ogle at you or maybe break their necks." My eyes widened.

"Marco!" I whisper-yelled and then furtively pinched him on his side. He smirked.

"I'm not kidding, my queen. You're mine so no one has the-" Before he could finish what he wanted to say, I sealed his lips with a kiss in order to silence him. I already knew what he wanted to say anyway and I didn't want to hear it. The cheering of our audience became louder.

"Hmmm. Delicious. Maybe I should say that more often so that you would kiss me like that often too." Marco said naughtily while catching his breath when I finished the kiss. I rolled my eyes. To my surprise, he took my hand and then kissed it before we faced our friends and families.

Marco looked so pleased and proud as he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him while his other hand still holding my hand.

"At last, she's officially mine!" My eyes widened when Marco suddenly shouted. Everyone laughed but I could see that they were genuinely happy for the both of us.

"Kiss, kiss!" They requested teasingly. Marco wiggled his eyebrows at me while grinning from ear to ear.

Then, to my further surprise, he scooped me up onto his arms before claiming my lips for another passionate kiss. My squeal got muffled as our lips locked together and my arms automatically encircled around his neck.

Our hearts were singing the same song and I couldn't be happier.

After that, we took pictures before proceeding to our wedding reception which was just on the other side of the garden.

When we entered the reception, Marco carried me on his arms while walking down the red carpet as the music blared the entire place. Our families and friends clapped and cheered for us while standing at their table, waiting for us. Everyone has smiles on their faces.

Then, the program started.

When it was time for me to toss the bouquet, I was surprised when my sister was the one who caught it. Well, the bouquet landed in her hands that's why our visitors teased her that she would be the one to-be wed next.

"I'm still young. I haven't even graduated university yet." She said and handed the bouquet to Luna with pursed lips.

"Hey, you were the one who caught it, not me." Luna said and tried to give the bouquet back but Christine refused as if she got burned with it. My best friend chuckled amusedly while shaking her head. Since my sister didn't want to take the bouquet, Luna didn't have a choice but to hold it.

Then, it was time for Marco to remove the garter from my leg and everyone laughed and teased us when he went under my wedding down like a hungry lion.

"Marco!" I squealed in surprise when instead of removing the garter, he showered small kisses on my legs, slowly moving upwards. Such a naughty guy! Thankfully, people couldn't see what he was doing in there because of my gown.

I pinched his arm to stop him and I almost sighed in relief when he finally stopped and removed the garter from me using his teeth. I almost moaned when I felt his lips intentionally brushing against my skin as he slowly removed the garter.

My breathing was already ragged. I bit my lower lip.

He had a triumphant grin on his face after removing the garter off me. He even winked at me. I could already feel my cheeks burning because of how naughty he was being.

"You're really naughty." I said in a sotto voce and he chuckled. He cupped my face and then kissed me lingeringly on the lips before standing up.

When he tossed the garter, no one among his friends bothered to catch it. But then, it accidentally fell on one of his friends and he received a lot of ribbing from their other friends.

I noticed that the amusement on Luna's face quickly disappeared right away when she saw who caught the garter.

I raised an eyebrow, noticing the change of expression on her face.

"What do you know, that guy just got lucky." Marco commented full of amusement while we were watching Luna and his friend as he put the garter on to her.

Two weeks ago, a day after my family arrived, Luna arrived and I was surprised to learn that she was our wedding organizer. Marco was the one who hired her because he knew that we were good friends not to mention that Luna's reputation as a wedding organizer was excellent.

But then, Marco told me that Luna didn't accept the money that Marco gave to her.

When I asked her why, she told me that organizing our wedding was her gift to Marco and I. I was so happy because she came. I really thought that she couldn't come because of the situation but I was so glad she did. My happiness was complete because all the important people in my life were present in the most important moment of my life.

Regan and Zandro were present as well but some of their friends couldn't make it because of an important matter.

"I can't believe that you're the first one among us, Amouretti cousins, to get married. I really thought that you would be the last because you're the dense type." Zandro joked and I leered at him. It was already 10 pm but the celebration was still on going.

Marco and I were sitting at our respective table while sipping on our champagne and watching the people dancing a sweet music on the dance floor when he approached us.

"Excuse me. I'm not dense." I even raised an eyebrow at him. He laughed.

"Really? Then how come you didn't notice that this guy was head over heels in love with you ever since he first laid eyes on you?" He questioned as he glanced at Marco who was quietly sitting next to me.

My lips parted, wanting to say something to defend myself, but not a word came out. Zandro laughed heartily while shaking his head.

"See? You can't even say something to defend yourself." He teased which made me roll my eyes.

"Whatever." It was all I could say after that. He shook his head in amusement. He was about to say something when Marco spoke.

"Actually, she wasn't dense." What he said made me smile.

"See? Even Marco says so." I gazed at Zandro proudly with an eyebrow cocked up.

"She wasn't dense because deep inside of her, she knew that she was already in love with me. She was just too stubborn to admit it." My eyes widened and snapped my head at Marco's direction.

"Marco!"

"What? I was just stating the obvious." He answered nonchalantly and then winked playfully at me. I sneered at my husband. The two of them laughed. Marco then put an arm over my shoulders, pulled me closer to him and then kissed my cheek lovingly.

"Why, my queen? Am I wrong?"

"C'mon, Mags. I want to hear your answer." Zandro chirped with a smirk.

"Hey, leave Maggie alone. You're teasing her again." Another voice said. Our heads turned to his direction and we saw Kyrus with a champagne in his hand, sauntering towards us. He was with Brey. My eyes brightened automatically upon seeing him.

He told me on the phone that he couldn't come because there was an important matter that he needed to attend to. I stood up and then rushed towards him for a bear hug.

"Brey!" He hugged me back. "I thought you couldn't come? How come you're here?" I queried after that. He chuckled.

"I lied. I wanted to surprise you. Congratulations. I didn't expect that you would end up with Pearce." He whispered amusedly and we both laughed.

"Well, I love him." I answered, beaming. Brey was about to answer when we heard Kyrus' remark.

"If I were you, bud, I would get away from here this instant before the devil awakens and kill you this instant."

"Montereal is right, Amouretti. Get away from my cousin before the volcano explodes." Zandro said while shaking his head full of amusement.

"What are you two talking about?" I asked, unaware, and then gazed at Marco. His face was darkened with obvious jealousy. I smiled inwardly as I finally got what they were talking about. I faced Brey again.

"Thank you. I need to go before Marco kills you." I whispered back to Brey and that made him laugh.

"Very good, brat. You're finally learning." He answered proudly before kissing my forehead. He was smirking after he did that and I knew that he was trying to get on Marco's nerves and he succeeded.

Marco abruptly stood up from his seat. "Go back to your table, Brey." I said when I noticed that he was about to approach us. I quickly went back to my seat and Marco's hand to stop him.

"Hey, relax, will you? You look like an ogre right now." I teased and kissed his cheek to calm him down.

"Amouretti kissed your forehead." He answered through gritted teeth. He was staring daggers at Brey who had a smirk on his face while staring at Marco. Thankfully, Brey turned around and went back to his other friends who were at their table.

I chuckled. "You already know that he did that on purpose because he's trying to piss you off. Don't worry because he's harmless. We treat each other like siblings and you know that." I explained but when he didn't answer, I cupped his face and then kissed him hard on the lips.

His lips automatically moved to dominate the kiss and it made me moan. I could feel his desire and need in that kiss.

"Are you still jealous?" I asked sweetly when our lips parted. His face softened now. To my surprise, he wiped my forehead with his handkerchief.

"What are you doing?"

"Wiping the dirt on your forehead." I couldn't help but to laugh because of what he said. I clung my arms around his neck.

"Still jealous, huh?"

"I'm not jealous. I know that you're only mine so why would I get jealous of that guy?" He answered. I raised a brow.

"Really?" I asked, trying my best not to burst into laugh again.

"Of course."

"Okay then. I need to talk to him again-" Before I could finish what I wanted to say, he captured my lips for another hot kiss again. He obviously didn't want me to approach Brey again.

"Pùssy-whipped." Kyrus mocked before laughing. Marco broke off the kiss and glared at Kyrus.

"Leave him alone, bud. He's already a member of the pùssy-whipped gang so you can't do anything about it." Zandro added while chuckling.

"You-" Marco was about to stand up to attack the Zandro and Kyrus but the two ran away while laughing. I couldn't help but to shake my head. Sometimes, they behave like children.

"So, you're a pùssy-whipped, huh?" I asked Marco while controlling my laugh. He shook his head right away.

"I'm not!" He denied right away.

"Oh, really now?" I gave him a sharp stare and his expression changed. He sighed in defeat before answering me.

"Yes, I am. But only to you." That made me laugh. I didn't expect him to admit it. "Really?" I squeezed his nose gently. "You're so cute, my king." His eyes shone with happiness and then pecked me a gentle kiss.

"Yes, my queen. I'm not ashamed to shout that to the world because it's true." That brought a smile on my lips.

"Wanna dance with me again, my queen?" He then asked after that.

"So, you're not jealous anymore?" I asked and I noticed his cheeks became redder than a while ago.

"C'mon, my queen. You're making fun of me on our wedding day." He even pouted like a kid.

I kissed his cheek. "Sorry. You just look so cute when you're jealous like that." I wanted to make fun of him further, but I chose to stop because I wanted to dance with him once again.

We then proceeded to the dance floor to dance as the song of Bryan Adams 'Heaven' started playing in the background.

"Get ready for later, my queen." He whispered in my ear while we were dancing to the tune of the music.

"For what?"

"For our honeymoon, what else?" He answered playfully.

"You still have energy for that? It's late already."

"You're wrong because I reserved most of my energy just for later." He then laughed. I smacked his arm lightly.

"You're so insatiable! We're still here at the reception but you're already thinking about that!"

"Aren't we the same?" He asked and I was left speechless. He was right. Our appetite in bed are the same. We couldn't get enough of each other. He laughed again.

"Naughty." It was all I could utter. He rested his forehead against mine. We both had a smile on our faces. We remained like that while dancing slowly, just feeling each other's warmth.

"I'm the happiest man alive because you're finally my wife." He said full of emotions after that. The same emotions flooded my chest.

"Me too, Marco. I feel so happy right now. This is just the beginning of our journey as a married couple and I hope that nothing could separate us."

"Only death could separate us, my queen, because I will never allow us to get separated whatever happens." Hearing him say that gave me assurance.

"I love you."

"I love you too, my wife." Professing our love for each other followed by a sweet and passionate kiss. Deep within me, I was wishing that this would be the beginning of our happy ever after.

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