SAVED BY THE BAD BOY (A DEVIL'S DRAGONS MOTORCYCLE CLUB ROMANCE) by Wild Nikki

SAVED BY THE BAD BOY (A DEVIL'S DRAGONS MOTORCYCLE CLUB ROMANCE) by Wild Nikki

Author:Wild, Nikki [Wild, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-04-20T04:00:00+00:00


12

The dreaded union of our parents hurtled towards us with a vengeance, and soon we were standing across from each other at a small altar in a quiet church.

The wedding itself might have been small and relatively meager, but I couldn’t overlook the fact that our parents just looked… happy together.

Privately, I was thoroughly disgusted that my grandparents were present. They were seated in the front pew, the very image of distinguished, posh irritation. It’s said that the English people keep a stiff upper lip – Raleigh and Riana Carlyle embodied that stereotype to the end. They were both dressed as if they had been kidnapped from some sort of regal, high-society event, and the quiet disdain on their faces shamelessly echoed that suggestion.

My father should have been able to treat his blushing bride to a lavish wedding, wherever in the world that she wanted. Unfortunately, his uppity, self-serving parents excelled at holding grudges, and so Father wasn’t eligible to the Carlyle fortune.

It’s not like it was even his fucking fault.

People make mistakes.

William, if anything, had proven himself worthy by pulling himself back from the brink of self-destruction. But it was clear that they would never, ever see it that way.

Thoughts for another time, I told myself as Dad walked down the aisle with Sarah on his arm. I plastered a forced grin across my face, glancing over at Clara.

Sarah looked beautiful in her rented bridal dress, but Clara was the real winner here. With a modest dress that accentuated her beautiful features and stunning shape, I could barely keep my eyes off of her.

The maid of honor wouldn’t meet my gaze, but I caught her checking me out, too – particularly in how my three-piece suit tightly hugged my broad, built frame.

“Dearly beloved, we gather here today to honor the unions of William Carlyle and Sarah Campbell…”

The minister, to his credit, performed the ceremony as if they were being wedded on a mega-yacht cruise liner beneath the beautiful, open stars. An older gentleman still clinging gracefully to his youthful prime, he remained jovial and concerted throughout the entire proceedings.

Dad and Sarah had elected to write each other vows, which they recited:

“William, I never thought I’d love again until I met you. You’ve brought a light to my life that I thought extinguished by time, circumstance, and horrible life choices…” She glanced over at Clara, apologetically, but her daughter merely shrugged with a smile. “But I can’t say I regret those choices, given the wonderful girl that they’ve brought into my life,” she turned back to her groom, “I know now that whatever decisions I have to make… you’ll be there by my side, guiding me with your love and your selflessness. I can’t picture a better man to stand across from me now, and I promise you that I’ll see you through every burden that comes your way until the day I breathe my last…”

William, who was more human than both of my grandparents combined, was moved slightly to tears by her words.



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