The Color Of Love: A BWWM Billionaire Alpha Male Romance (15 page)

“When I say to
push, I need you to hold the back of your legs and push as hard as
you can.” No one was sure that Victoria would comply because of
her incessant screaming, but as the contraction hit she followed
orders. The primal sound of childbirth left her throat as she bore
down and pushed with every ounce of her being - she was very obedient
in stopping when the doctor asked her to.

It took a total of
three pushes to bring his little girl into the world and when her
entire body finally slithered out of her fatigued mother, Dawson
collapsed in tears. The baby was precious and Dawson feared she would
break in his large hands. When he finally accepted that she wasn’t
as fragile as he thought, he took the seven pound baby from her
mother and held her tiny body to his face. This was pure, untainted
love.

Something was wrong,
the nurses were rushing back and forth buzzing around Victoria’s
still opened legs. The doctor cried, “ It’s not the
afterbirth that’s coming, I can see another head…
another baby is coming.”

Victoria looked at
the doctor and said, “You had better be kidding!” But
then the familiar tightness of another contraction and two pushes
later, another tiny baby was brought into this world. As Victoria
gazed into his tiny brown face, she said, “My mother is never
going to believe this.”

*****

The dress was white
and strapless cut above Victoria’s still round breasts, full
with milk for her babies. Majesty, the girl and Genesis the boy, were
six months old and had appeared on the cover of many magazines since
their birth. Even Marjorie agreed to a photo shoot with her
grandchildren, but quickly rejected the idea of anymore after the
paparazzi turned up one afternoon only to be met by the barrel of her
shotgun.

The day was warm and
the ocean sparkling as three hundred guests sat and waited under a
sheer canopy for the bride. A firm believer in breast is best,
Victoria kept the nanny in the room as she dressed, making sure the
twins were fed and happy while her handlers fussed over the designer
dress.

The mermaid bottom
was made of Egyptian cotton and Asian silk trimmed the edges accented
by hundreds of Swarovski crystals. The bustier bodice did a good job
of keeping her tummy flat and her heavy breasts in place and as its
crystals sparkled, Victoria smiled. Today was a happy day. The two
hundred tiny covered buttons were painstakingly done up by nimble
hands and when Victoria turned to the mirror, she was more than
pleased with her appearance.

Abby was her maid of
honor and head cheerleader in this bridal party and though Dawson
insisted, Victoria chose no one else from his family but Evelyn to
walk up the aisle with her. The colors of the evening were rust
orange and leaf green and the accents of copper highlighted the
contrast of the two earthy hues. The babies were dressed in tiny
outfits in the wedding colors - a green suit for the boy and lovely
frilly skirt for the girl and the Evelyn and her assistant took
pictures of their adorable brown faces at every opportunity.

Victoria decided
that she didn’t want to carry a bouquet, but instead selected a
white candle inside a stained glass shade designed by the same
craftsmen who did Hotel Majesty’s lampshades. It represented a
flame of love that would be kept burning for all eternity.

Of course, no one
else other than Abby was entrusted with the task of creating their
wedding cake. Victoria had not seen it yet, but was confident that it
would be a cake to top all wedding cakes - her friend was a master
creator in her books. With a touch up to her makeup, Victoria was
ready to go and the nanny gently deposited the small children into a
decorated twin pram - they too would be walking up the aisle with
their mother.

Evelyn was the one
reminding them of the time as she handed her camera to her assistant
and opened the door indicating it was time to go. One by one they
filed out making their way to the poolside of the hotel where they
would start the wedding procession up the beach and under the shaded
canopy where Dawson waited with his heart in his hand.

People pointed as
Victoria’s barefoot sandals hit the sand and her party lined up
for her last walk as Victoria Jones. The wedding march strummed from
the violin and piano positioned next to the priest and the nervous
husband to be. As Dawson turned to look at his chocolate bride, their
eyes made four and he gave her his customary wink. Victoria winked
back. Slowly, the nanny went first pushing the quiet babies who
seemed to love the spotlight as much as their father, followed by
Evelyn and Abby, finally Victoria holding her eternal light took
center stage.

Smiling at familiar
faces graciously, she took the steps up the aisle to become Dawson’s
wife. It felt like an eternity before she reached his side and when
she did, he grabbed her hand and held it tightly, never wanting to
let it go.

The priest was an
older gentleman who seemed as fat and jolly as Santa himself and as
his deep voice repeated the rites, Dawson and Victoria were the only
people in time and space. They saw only each other and that was
alright - they needed no one else to make their world colorful and
bright.

The younger Thomas
handed Dawson the rings when it was time and they both focused on
repeating, “Love, honor and obey” as the rings were
slipped on the their left fingers, tying them together. Taking her
lit candle from Abby, Victoria walked over to a small table behind
the arch of flowers they stood under, and removed the cloth covering
her cake.

The tower of cream,
sugar and vanilla told the story of two people committing to each
other - three layers of vanilla sponge covered in creamy white
frosting, decorated with a swirling vine of chocolate flowers.
Laughing out loud, Victoria turned to Abby and gave her a thumbs up.
Dawson joined her with his own candle and together they lit the large
gold candle on top of the cake, before lowering another brilliantly
decorated lampshade over it.

Holding hands, they
walked back to the arch and listened as the priest pronounced them
man and wife. She felt as though she had waited for eternity to
finally kiss her husband and when she did, it was one to remember.
Deep and passionate as the love that bound them, the kiss went on
forever and it was the priest who announced, “I never got to
tell him you may kiss the bride!”

The laughing and
applauding crowd drew the couple back into reality and they both
blushed at their display of raw emotion. Turning to face their
friends and family, Victoria found her mother’s eyes in the
front row, eyes wet and red. The last time she saw her mother cry was
when her father died, but at least today they were tears of joy.

The priest was now done with the nuptials and after closing his
spiritual book he stepped closer to the standing microphone to
proudly say, “I now present to you… Mr and Mrs. Dawson
Ledger.”

The
end.

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Julie Parker was
having one of those mornings from hell. She had slept right through
her alarm for the third time that week. As she got dressed she was
cursing under her breath and wondering what she was going to tell her
boss this time round. She was quite sure that Dana, her boss, was
getting quite tired of her excuses. Julie could almost hear Dana’s
questions ringing in her head.

“
Why
don’t you move closer to work?”

“
Why
don’t you just get a louder alarm clock?”

She put on a pink
high waist satin skirt and a white long-sleeved blouse. She coupled
her outfit with a pair of black shiny pointy toed heels and then
grabbed her bag before she ran out of her room and into the kitchen.

“
Great.
Even dad made it out of here earlier than me. How pathetic is that?”
she wondered as she nibbled on a bacon strip. She looked at her
breakfast and frowned. She hated having to skip breakfast especially
after her father had so lovingly prepared it for her. She looked at
the time and sighed before she grabbed her keys and got out of the
house. She decided she would get a bagel and a cup of coffee when she
got to work. When she got to her car, she got inside and started it.
As if her morning wasn’t bad enough, it seemed her car was not
going to give her an easy time either. “Damn it!” she
yelled as she banged her hand on the steering wheel. As soon as she
did it, she knew it was a bad idea. She got out of the car and banged
the door angrily as she rubbed the side of her hand. She took her
phone out of her bag and called for a cab. Thankfully, the company
had a cab a few blocks from her place, so she only had to wait
for…fifteen minutes. After she was done talking to the cab
company, she dialed Dana. She could feel her heart beating fast as
she heard the phone ringing.

“
Dana,
Hi….I’m running late,” Julie said. She could
almost hear Dana’s tired sigh at the end of the line.

“
Slept
through the alarm again, didn’t you?” Dana asked.

“
Yes
and…my car won’t start,” Julie replied feeling
almost too guilty.

“
Let’s
just add that to the list of things you need to get,” Dana
said. “When do you think you’ll be here?” she
asked.

“
I
just called for a cab so it might be a while seeing as it takes me
more than an hour to get to the office,” Julie promised. “I’m
really sorry Dana, I’ll stay in an extra hour today to make up
for it,” she added guiltily.

“
Damn
right you will,” Dana snapped before she hung up.

Just as Julie had
predicted, she did not get to work until a little after ten. She
hated that her workspace was so close to Dana’s office. She
could never really sneak in, but then again she had an angel’s
morality sense. She had just sat down when Dana walked over to her
desk.

“
You
know, you could just lease a new car, right?” she asked as she
looked at Julie.

“
Yeah,
but I’d rather not. I am not in a great financial position
right now,” Julie admitted. Dana smiled and nodded.

“
Well
then, I have the perfect job for you. This property mogul from
England is in town looking for a house. I thought you could show him
some of the properties around town,” Dana said. Julie frowned.

“
A
property mogul?” Julie asked.

“
That’s
what the call from the London office said and the meeting is right
now. So, you better get going,” Dana announced.

“
Wait.
Where am I supposed to meet this mogul?” Julie asked as she
stood up from her desk. Dana gave her a post-it with an address
written on it. “Dana this is on the other side of town,”
she responded looking at her boss. “Wait, is this...” she
started asking before she noticed Dana nodding. She had seen that
house before and fallen in love with it. She could hardly believe
that she was getting the chance to show it. “Wow, I never
thought it would be me,” Julie confessed still looking at the
address.

“
Well
it is and you are running late.”

“
But
the car…”Julie started before Dana shook her head.

“
The
show must go on,” Dana replied assertively. Julie rolled her
eyes.

“
This
isn’t theater you know,” Julie retorted “And the
fact is, traffic is a bitch right now. I will never get there in
time.”

“
You
will just have to try,” Dana said as she walked away from her
desk. Julie wanted to scream. She hated taking cabs to meet with
prospective clients and to make it worse, it was a property mogul. An
English property mogul. If there was something she was sure about as
far as Englishmen were concerned was time, and thanks to her good
for nothing car, she was already late. She practically bolted out of
the office and made her way to the elevator. This was one of those
days she wished she had on some nice flat shoes or that her office
had no strict dress code. Luckily, she managed to get a cab almost as
soon as she got out of the building, and as luck would have it,
getting across town was not as difficult as it usually was. Traffic
was actually minimal on that particular day.