Ileus' breath hitched. He looked at through her veil and his gaze fixed on her rosy lips that were quivering. Ileus lifted his wife's veil slowly. He cupped her cheeks with his hands and leaned in to kiss the lips that had tortured his dreams from the first day he had seen her. Millions of loving thoughts containing the sweetness of his passion poured into the kiss he pressed on her lips. Anastasia opened her mouth for him and Ileus delved home.
Anastasia was his bride now and there was no law in the world that could annul their marriage unless either of them wanted—and that possibility was out of question.
He moaned in her throat, feeling as if his life's purpose was fulfilled. He didn't want anything else other than the woman who stood before him. When he pulled away from her, he whispered, "I love you, now and forever."
Anastasia's lips curled up as she looked up in his warm eyes.
