Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

"Is it gonna hurt?"

Remington lifted his gaze, his eyes slightly squinting, deeply staring at his breathtakingly beautiful wife in the early morning light.

"Mrs. Dashiell, you think so highly of me?"

"What do you mean?" Lizetta was a bit perplexed, her eyes soft and clear.

The man's lips curved slightly, "You think my stamina and intensity could surpass your daily dance workouts?" Lizetta's cheeks flushed, and she playfully punched his shoulder in faux annoyance, "Just be careful, okay?"

"Yeah, you're quite the handful. Honey, if you have so much faith in me, wait until Joy arrives, and I'll prove it to you."

His voice was husky, whispering in Lizetta's ear, his lips hot, trailing down her neck, his kisses growing more fervent.

around his neck, her other hand caressing his slightly stiff

enthusiasm, his mood having been exceptionally good these past few days. She thought, perhaps he was also looking forward

scorching hot. In his moment of passion, she inadvertently scratched across his back;

let's never be

and eagerly nuzzled her

flushed with warmth, feeling

finally got out of bed, they were indeed late. Lizetta rushed through her breakfast, while Remington sat beside her, dabbing her lips with a

clearly in a better mood, added, "I'll drive you myself later; by the way, have we

had left for Lizetta and Fiona to discuss. He would go along with

her cup, nodding, "I don't want a big fuss, just a simple, warm ceremony with close friends and family. I'm thinking in

and attending dance rehearsals, she hardly had time

when her belly was too noticeable. In two weeks, the baby would be just over four months along, and

Lizetta, a wedding was just a ceremony to declare their marriage. It didn't need to be grand,