Trapped in the Love of the President

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The long-awaited day has arrived. Today is the wedding day of a Director of the Royal Group with his girlfriend. In addition to being a happy day, today was a day of mass heartbreak for all the women who had dreamed of becoming Madam Zhang. The dream title is already filled by a girl who may not be a girl again in a few hours.

Amira Lin is currently aboard a cruise ship, the venue for a super-great wedding to be held tonight. The girl looked so beautiful in a white wedding dress with a sabrina and lace collar model that adorned her wedding dress and a small crown on her head made her a queen in a day.

He looked at his face in the mirror. His face looks agitated. Several times he breathed slowly.

"What's wrong with you, Ami?" mrs Merina asked her daughter and held her shoulders.

Amira smiled at her little smile. As if knowing his anxiety, his mother patted him on the shoulder slowly.

"Mom knows how you feel right now. You're worried about your future, what will it be?" guess Mrs Merina. Amira nodded small.

"Stupid girl. Didn't you choose that man. That means you have to believe it. Like I used to trust your father," said Mrs Merina smiling sadly.

Madam Merina remembered her late husband who loved and loved her so much. At that time she was pregnant with Amira, but the man never once considered her a cheap woman or whatever denigrated her. Even the overflow of affection was given by him to himself and his daughter. He was so grateful to choose him as his life companion, although in the end the man had left him first.

"Depend everything on your husband. Be a good wife, be with her, be her life companion, listen to all her complaints. The important thing is that communication between you should not be interrupted. Solve your problems with a cool head and do not hold it alone. Understood it? Mother will always pray for your happiness, Ami," said Mrs Merina to her daughter and gave her blessing and prayers for her daughter's happiness.

Amira bursts into her mother's arms. The clear liquid in the corner of her eyes moistened her already polished face with makeup.

Madam Merina also cried sobbing. He was a little unwilling to let go of his little daughter, but for the sake of his happiness he also had to harbor the sense of loss.

Madam Merina let go of her daughter's embrace and helped her wipe her face. "Look at her makeup so it faded. Don't cry anymore. You're only getting married, not going far!" entertain Mrs Merina.

Amira smiled her smile still while crying sobbing. "Yes, Mom. I was just a little upset earlier."

"It's quite the gala. The show is starting soon. Be prepared. I'll call a makeup artist to re-polish your makeup," said Mrs Merina as she moved out of the room.

Amira wiped her tears and tried to calm herself. His heart felt a little relieved and calm. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled broadly.

'The new chapter of your life will open from today, Ami. The spirit!' amira encourages herself.

Tiffany went into the room and gave her best friend a bouquet of bridal flowers.

"Congratulations, Ami. May you and Brother Vincent continue to last until old age" said Tiffany sincerely.

"Thank you, Tif." Amira hugged her best friend.

"How was your honeymoon with Lucas? Did your first night go well?" amira asked curiously because her best friend had just had her wedding a week ago.

Tiffany played her fingers and her face was red when asked about their first night.

"At first it hurt a little bit, but after that …."

Tiffany stopped her speech and smiled shyly, making Amira even more curious.

"Ah, anyway later you will know," replied Tiffany who was reluctant to tell her experience. Amira was shaking her lips. Their conversation stopped when the makeup artist entered the room.

An hour later, the wedding procession of Amira and Vincent begins. Juan's grandfather takes Amira's father's place, sending the girl into the room.

All the invited guests were amazed and amazed even though Amira's face was covered with a wedding veil, but her elegance and beauty radiated from the girl. Likewise with Vincent, the man stared at Amira from a distance without blinking. He was so impressed with the girl who was going to be his wife.

Grandfather Juan handed his grandson's hand to Vincent Zhang, instantly distracting the man who had been staring at his grandson in awe.

"Blessed be my grandson, Vincent. Don't disappoint me!" grandpa Juan's message to Vincent.

"Sure, Cake. I won't let you down" Vincent said steadily. He held the girl's hand tightly. The two of them looked at each other and threw a smile of happiness.

The bride and groom pledge to live together in joy and sorrow before God, family, and invited guests. After that they put their wedding rings on each couple's fingers as proof of their wedding vows today as well as sign the marriage certificate in front of legal representatives. In that instant they were also legally married in the eyes of law and religion.

Vincent opened his wife's wedding veil and smilingly stared at the beauty that so mesmerized his current gaze. He held Amira's hand, lifted her up and kissed her gently.

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to spend the rest of my life with you, my wife" said Vincent, who looked at his wife with a loving gaze.

"I also feel proud and lucky to have you, my husband," Amira smiled broadly.

Amira and Vincent throw their smiles at the invited guests, then they both stare at each other and a kiss lands on their lips.

"I love you, Ami" whispered Vincent, looking at his wife's face. He pulled Amira's waist to get closer to her.

"I love you too, Vin," whispered Amira and put her arm around her husband's neck. They also re-attached their lips and kissed longer than before accompanied by the sound of claps and whistles from the invited guests.

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WARNING 21+

The wedding that night was over. Amira and Vincent return to the bridal chamber that had been prepared for them on board the yacht. Amira raises her wedding dress with both hands and enters the room, while Vincent enters the room assisted by Jason, due to the man's drunken condition.

"Ah, just put him on the bed, Jason," said Amira when Jason who was in trouble brought Vincent's big body.

Jason put Vincent's body on the bed that has been decorated with rose petals that form the heart. Without hesitation, Jason threw Vincent's body on the king-size bed, making the red rose petals neatly arranged to be scattered.

Jason massaged his sore shoulder from carrying Vincent's body earlier. "You're a heavy body, bro. I swear, I don't want to cut you up next time" Jason told Vincent, who was half-conscious.

"Thank you, Jason" said Amira as she walked out of their room. Amira shut her bedroom door and locked it, because the girl wanted to change her wedding dress immediately which felt so heavy for her.

He looked at Vincent who had closed his eyes and sighed softly.

'What was this first night!' her inner self complains of seeing her drunken husband on their first night.

She immediately took off all the trinkets in her hair and the accessories on her neck and hands, putting them on the dresser. He tried to reach the zipper of his wedding dress behind him, but the girl had a little trouble reaching him, until a big hand helped her, pulling the zipper down.

Amira was aghast at the sudden movement of the man behind her at this moment. He turned to face her.

"You .. You're not drunk?" amira asked in shock because she saw her husband's face that looked so fresh now.

Vincent smiled mischievously in response to his wife's question. He kissed his wife's forehead and whispered in her ear, "I might have missed our first night. I've been waiting for him for so long."

The whisper sounded so seductive in Amira's ears, making her face instantly flushed like a boiled crab.

"So you were pretending?"

Since the party, several invited guests have continued to hand over champagne to Vincent as congratulations on his wedding.

"Yes, if not. They will definitely force me to accompany them to drink until they get drunk."

Vincent looked at his wife's face and slowly erased the traces between them. He began to kiss her pink lips in front of him at this moment. The originally soft kiss, slowly began to hunt like a rushing stream. A kiss full of sensual and seductive. He bit his wife's lower lip and made her open her mouth. Amira draped her arms around her husband's neck and deepened their kiss.

Slowly Vincent's lips dropped towards the neckline of his wife who was seen teasing him since the party. During the event his mind was always on his mind to devour his wife's neckline, now he would not waste the opportunity. He traced every curve around his wife's neck. Amira's reflexes raised her head to give her husband full access to carve his tracks there, making his senses start to go out of work. He tried to hold back the moans that were about to come out of his lips at this moment.

Vincent glanced at his wife's face and smiled mischievously. He let go of his kiss for a while and made his wife look at him annoyed.

His fingers slipped the strands of his wife's hair and his lips came down to his wife's ears, slowly tucking them in to give Amira a sensation of its own.

Amira gripped her husband's coat tightly as an impingement on all the feelings she felt at this time.

Vincent kissed Amira again and this time his wife returned the kiss so hunting. The man knew that he had made his wife's desire peak. Slowly he took down his wife's wedding dress, making it sit on the floor, revealing the beautiful curves of his wife's body in his eyes. He looked at his wife's body in amazement. This time Vincent will not hold back his desire to explore his wife's body.

Vincent lifted up his wife's body, still not letting go of their kiss, placed it gently on the bed.

Vincent let go of their kisses and looked at his wife's face gently. There was worry on his wife's face. He smiled trying to calm her down. "I'll do it gently, dear."

Amira nodded slowly and smiled. "I trust you" he whispered softly.

Vincent takes off his suit and throws it in any place, then unbuttons his shirt aided by Amira. He also took off the clothes that covered his wife's body until there was not a single thread left between them.

Amira pressed down on Vincent's back and made a scratch mark from his fingernails there as her husband broke through her fortress which he had been guarding all along. It was their first long night and would not be forgotten by them.

The End's.