Billionaire's Stripper novel Chapter 50

She turned to me. "Wait, you're not coming to bed?"

"Soon, baby. I'm going to take a shower."

There was so much sadness in her eyes. She feels like it's all her fault. It's not her fault. It's not our fault. We believe in love. The hot water massaged my back as I stood under the power pressure jets. I needed to relax.

They don't know how she runs away from us, because she doesn't want to ruin my life. Fuck, everyone who is against us. If Lydia and I don't make it, at least we tried. We believed in love enough to try. I love how my heart beats for her. I look forward to tomorrow, taking Lydia as my wife. An attorney will be here early, so Lydia can sign the prenup.

Drying my hair, I stood bedside watching my beautiful woman sleep. I slipped into bed naked, pulling her against my hard cock. Lydia moaned, rubbing her ass against my dick. "Not tonight my little bad girl. The perfect storm is coming."

"I can't wait." She nuzzled into my arms.

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The best dress designer in Las Vegas was at our door at 9 a.m. "Mr. Gaster, it is a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine. Thank you, Mr. Boire for assisting my bride to be on her big day."

"I've been designing dresses for the women in your family for years. When your mother called late last night, I told her it was no problem."

I scratched my head. "I thought my grandmother called you."

He raised his eyebrow. "No..."

"No, I called."

They hugged giving air kisses. "Evan, thank you for helping me today."

"No problem. Now where is the bride to be?"

"She will be down shortly. Feel free to set up."

I turned my attention to my mother. "Mom, what are you doing here?"

"Your father told me what happened. He also told me Harrison and Margie gave you their blessings. I called them last night. They brought me up to speed. I flew out in the middle of the night. Your father was upset, but I don't care. It's not every day my only son gets married." She rubbed my cheeks. "You're my baby Hayden, no matter how old you get." I hugged my mother tight.

"Thank you, mom."

"Anything for my baby." She stepped back fanning her pale face under her eyes trying to keep her mascara from running.

She clapped her hands. "Now where is my future daughter-in-law?"

I stepped over to the long stair case. "Lydia!"

She appeared running down the stairs toward me. Lydia jumped into my arms. My lips pecked hers. "Baby, my mother and the dress designer are here."

Her eyes almost popped out of her head. "What!?"

She tried to hop out of my arms. Her eyes met my mother's then mine. "Hayden, put me down!"

"I'm happy I was here to see you both express your love for one another."

"Mom, you have no idea how happy I am."

My mother's elegance always carried well. My mother didn't come from money either. Through everything Lydia and I have gone through, I forgot my mother would be the one person to understand what we were feeling. My mother's long brown hair was swept up into a perfect bun on the back of her head. She wore a long beautiful embroidered cream dress.

"Mom, come on. Let's go to dinner."

Lydia and my mom got along well. I was ignored at dinner. They were deep into their own conversation.

"Excuse me. Is this seat taken?"

I glanced up into the man's eyes mirroring mine. I stood. "Dad," I stated flatly.

My father leaned in kissing my mother's cheek. "Congratulations, Lydia. I am your new father-in-law, Harvey." Lydia stood throwing her arms around my father's neck.

"It's so nice to meet you Mr. Gaster."

"Don't be so formal. We are family now." My father sat next to my mother. Mesa Grill was the perfect place to have dinner. We sat in the middle of the restaurant under the wood plank ceiling beams surrounded by the gold accents throughout.

I sipped my red wine. "I didn't think you would come."

"I can't stay out of my beautiful wife's presence that long."