Always You

#2 - Wedding Night Memories

Here is the next chapter... This time from Leon's point of view.

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I walked away from Brianna. It was more difficult than I had thought. She was finally where I wanted her to be and yet so far away. She was my bride and in my house. But yet I couldn't... I wouldn't be close to her until I am certain she is willing.

Yet it was pure agony to keep myself away from her. It was our wedding night and yet I had to stay away. Since the day I first saw her I wanted her to come to me. I never wanted her to feel forced but as if she wanted me as much as I wanted her. She would crave me as much as I craved her. I am obsessed with her if that is what you can call it. I love everything about her. Her eyes, they beckon me to go to her. Her lips, full and lush, are so kissable. What I won't do to get her to me.

But the truth is there. It took me seven years and three marriages to realize that what I thought was just a fleeting thought, an unwanted distraction, was something else. Something entirely different. I can't name it yet. But the need to know her, to come close to her, to comfort her when she needs it, to share her happiness is just undeniable now.

She thinks this is a business deal. Well it is one, but only because an opportunity presented itself and being the business man that I am I took advantage of it as soon as possible.

Her father, Paul Stanley, had hit rock bottom. Stanley Corps was under serious pressure and bordered near bankruptcy. And I took that opportunity and made a business proposal. Only in this case it wasn't business for me at all. For the world, Brianna and I had dated for 2 months secretively. And the marriage led to the merging of the two companies. But in reality, if Mr. Stanley wanted to save his company he had to marry off his only daughter to me.

Let's just say it was an offer he had to accept. Within a week all the paper work was finalized, after all I was the CEO of Westley Enterprises. Brianna had to accept this offer. She had just graduated and was trying to pursue her career as an event planner. But she had to put that on hold for this marriage. Well she has a long way to go of course, she is twenty two.

I first laid my eyes on her, when I was eighteen. It was during my wedding reception. Well reception of my first wedding that is. She had looked so pretty, even at fifteen she was the most beautiful girl on the floor. I had to mentally chastise myself because my bride, Hayden, who was nineteen at that time, was standing right next to me. It was a business deal of course, it is like my life has been dictated by terms printed on a paper.

Hayden was my first, though of course first of many to come. As much as it is hard to believe, I was too busy being raised as a proper and eligible heir to the Westley Enterprises that I didn't have time for a hook up. I was scheduled to report night and day. In the morning I had to focus on my academics, afternoon lunch and exercise, not at the same time but that was the designated time of these activities, evenings would be my apprenticeship at the Westley Enterprises which continued till nightfall. I was supposed to know the ins and outs of the company on the back of my fingertips.

During my time with Hayden, I never felt an emotional attachment towards her. I treated her as an acquaintance, with benefits, and she did the same. But every now and then I thought of the mesmerizing set of beautiful green eyes and the full lush set of lips. She was the exquisite beauty who had stolen my breath away at my own reception. Brianna. It was just a name but she wasn't just anyone. She would come in my dreams and leave me breathless. One look that was all it had taken for her to leave me restless. I tried and tried hard but she was always there, at the back of my mind, lingering and waiting to come to the front.

Hayden, on the other hand, was a means to expand shares of the company. The contract had stated the marriage to be dissolved after a year. It turned out, that I was too young and naïve for Hayden, and she still harbored feelings for her ex boyfriend whom she had dumped before marrying me. She was no victim in this fiasco; she had just married me for the promised amount of riches she was to get in return for her investment. She continued her intimacies with me as well, until Henry, the ex-now-current-boyfriend threatened to expose her. She was in a dilemma. Her exposure was not a threat in itself but the ensuing paparazzi and the reputation she had to uphold as a diva. A cheating wife wouldn't do. She had to choose between him and the riches that were lying at her feet. So she begged Papa Hayden and got Henry some great outlandish job, of which by the way he wasn't capable of and Westley Enterprises ended with more shares of Papa Hayden's company, and left me without the completion of the company.

Like I said I was considered young and naïve. That wasn't that far off the mark. I learned my first lesson then. Never entrust someone with your heart. I hadn't fallen in love with Hayden, but I had trusted her enough that she would avoid infidelity. She broke my trust and it hurt like b*tch. It had hurt more because after all the lessons that had been taught to me to always use my head and instincts and not my heart, had gone down the gutter.

But as luck would have it, I stumbled into the beautiful Brianna right outside of courtroom after my divorce got finalized. It was like a sign from the stars above. If it was possible, she had become more beautiful than her most beautiful self. As a logical person, of course she would have, because she was also growing up, but I was left awe-struck yet again by her beauty.

But my little bubble of happiness popped within seconds, when Joseph-fu*king-Wood sidled beside her and wound an arm around her waist, effectively turning her towards himself and planted a disgusting kiss on her soft lips. He never left my gaze, as if taunting me that she was his. That as*hole thought that he could mark his territory. Well I wasn't just going to stand there and look like a defeated loser. I had a message to be relayed.

"Wood," I said as a way of greeting.

Blushing, Brianna pulled away. She looked up at me shyly and politely. What the hell was she doing with this dog.

"Westley," Wood drawled in reply.

"I would love to ask you how you've been, but I fear the lovely lady would feel left out," and then turning towards her I continued, "and you would be?" at the same time I boldly took her hand in mine, bowed slightly and planted a chaste kiss on her hand.

"I-I am Brianna. Brianna Stanley," she said softly.

"And Brianna, what are you doing with this douche bag," I feigned innocence.

"Westley," Wood interjected.

"Wood, I was merely jesting," I said nonchalantly.

"Westley, your sense of humor sucks-"

"Joseph!" Brianna tried to chastise him.

"And she is Miss Stanley to you," he finished off.

I smirked at him. I had my message relayed. I knew this son-of-a-b*tch well enough to know exactly what buttons to press and an open challenge to make sure he keeps Brianna well tucked in his arms, for I shall leave no chance if I get one to have her in mine.

Wood had only glared at me then and walked away. But not before I saw the apologetic look in Brianna's eyes. The fact that her kindness was for everyone around her did not stop me from feeling giddy at her show of concern for me. Well it was not the first and definitely not the last of the many things I felt about and because of her.

Lying in my bed alone, when I finally had her, was torture.

I wanted her with me. She was mine. Finally. And no fu*cker like Wood was ever going to have her. I will give her all. If she asks, I will give her my heart too.

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