Two Faced Lover - Episode 74

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*** SKYLAR'S POV

"You look really beautiful" 

I turn away from the mirror to face my mother in-law.

"Thank you"

I blush, turning to look at myself in the mirror. 

I did look beautiful, and different.

My dress wasn't in yet and so I was still in a white fluffy robe.

The only thing I found perfect was my hairdo.

A few extensions had been added into my hair, and curled into soft bouncy ringlets.

My hair was pulled up into an intricate bun, adorned with a beautiful headpiece made of pearls. Small locks of curls were left on either side of my face, dangling gracefully.

My makeup had been done to perfection as well.

I've never been a fun of makeup but well, I could put my dislike away for my traditional marriage right? Speaking of that. 

I can't believe I'm actually having a traditional marriage, like a real traditional marriage where the groom arrives with his family in style and presents everything on the list my father had given them.

I can't believe I'm having a traditional marriage in a foreign land . Well, it's not like I had any one back home in Ghana.

My extended family members were out of the picture.

They had no right to attend my marriage ceremony when they didn't miss any opportunity to take away my parent's money and wealth leaving me on the streets. 

I had built a life here and I was getting married, for the second time.

Except this time, Miss Glen and her husband, Mrs Monroe, the doctor, my father, mother in-law will all be here with me on my big day.

This is so surreal.

Here I was, surrounded by all those I loved, in a hotel room, waiting for my groom to arrive.

"No crying dear"

my mother In-law's voice snaps me out of my daze and I look up, blinking back the treacherous tears.

"Sorry.

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. It's just.. I can barely hold myself these days. It's the pregnancy hormones"

I chuckle slightly, dabbing my eye with a tissue carefully so as not to smudge my makeup.

Marie will kill me.

She smiles warmly, placing her hand on my cheeks.

"I'm glad my son met someone like you. You're just what he needs. I'm really happy he found happiness again. You both deserve it"

"Thank you mother"

"Alright, I'll just go check if the arrangements have been done to perfection"

I nod as she walks out, shutting the door behind her.

The moment she left and I was left alone, there was a knock.

Not on the door but on the glass window that seperated the narrow balcony from the hotel room. Curious, I walk towards the window, slide the window and jump back in fright when a figure suddenly appears in front of me.

"Hello princess"

"Cameron!"

I hiss

"What are you doing here? Did.. Did you climb up here?"

I ask incredulously staring down from the fifth floor of the hotel I occupied and noticed a long ladder.

"You used a ladder?"

My God, this man.

"Oh you don't know how difficult it was to convince one of the workers to lend me a ladder so I could come see my wife"

"You bribed a worker?"

"I wanted to see my very beautiful wife and honestly.." He paused, his brown eyes looking me over from head to toe.

"I don't regret it. You really are beautiful. How did I get this lucky?" 

I blush, biting on my lip.

"Stop it Cam"

He ignores me and rather leans in to kiss me on the cheeks. "Get dressed quickly princess. I can't wait to take you home. Don't keep me waiting" he whispers, sending shivers down my spine.

"I won't. I Iove you"

"Love you more baby girl"

he lowers himself further to plant a kiss on my belly. I still wasn't showing but there definitely was a little bump showing. I was in my third month after all.

"Bye. Your father will kill me if he sees me"

he winks and I giggle as he begins to climb down the ladder. I wave, watching him until he was out of sight and then slid the glass window closed. I turn only to jump again. Marie stood there, with a devilish grin on her face. "What's with people and scaring me today?"

I roll my eyes moving to take my seat behind the mirror. "Hmm.. I didn't see anything" she says in a singsong voice.

"Of course you didn't"

"Alright!"

She claps loudly.

"I brought your attire. It just arrived. Come on, put it on"

Without wasting much time, I grab the bag and pull out the dress, striping myself and putting it on.

"Damn"

Marie whistled as I twirled around in my dress.

"It's beautiful". 

Inagree. The dress was sewn from a kente cloth.

Yep. My dad wanted everything purely traditional so he had ordered for the kente cloth and had it shipped here and then it was taken to a designer to make it into a dress.

The top was fitting and sleeveless.

A thin lace that matched by skin color was sewn into the bust area of my top and up around my chest area.

Intricate small pearls adorned the outfit.

It looked like a corset top. Not too tight and not too loose either.

It fitted me like second skin. The skirt was long, covering my entire feet. It was a little tight around my waist, and tighter around my thighs, flowing down loosely and into a puddle around my feet. It was more like a fishtail style.

"So is this what you wear in your country for marriages?"

Marie asks curiously.

"Yes. It's our culture. Just like you whites wear the wedding gown. The gown isn't our tradition. This is what we wear for our traditional marriages. The church and wedding gown is just like a formality"

I explain and she nods.

"It's beautiful"

"I could get one for you if you want"

I offer and her face lits up.

"Of course! But we need to hurry!"

She squeals pushing me to sit.

"Now we need to finish up your looks with some jewellery" "No..no jewelry" I shake my head, pulling out a box from the drawer. I open it and let the contents fall onto the dressing table.

"These are.." She trails off

"Beads" 

I tell her, lifting a pair of teardrop shaped beaded earrings and putting it on.

"This is our very traditional jewellery in my country. It's handmade. Not made out of diamonds but classic and beautiful"

I say, adorning two heavy bead necklaces around my neck and then adorning my wrist with the other ones.

"Done"

I smile, gazing at my reflection. Marie smiles, adjusting the beads around my wrists and picks up the last bead. It was a headpiece. I let her put it on my head, the bead dangling on my forehead. The door suddenly burst open and dad strolled in with Sean in tow.

"Skylar are you ready yet? The grooms family have arrived and.... Oh wow. You look stunning little one.. Beautiful" 

I smile, turning.

"Thanks dad"

"You look pretty mom"

Sean chimes in, holding a pickle.

"And you look dashing with that sauce all over your mouth baby" 

I say and he giggles.

"Papa asked me to tell you to hurry up and that he wants to be alone with his...wife"

he frowns as if trying to understand the meaning of the word "wife". Blood rushes up to my cheeks as Marie giggles.

I'm going to kill Cameron.

"Oh he did say that didn't he? Tell him he's going to sleep alone tonight" Sean runs out immediately, to deliver my message. Dad rolls his eyes with a smile.

"Everyone is waiting little one. You're ready aren't you?"

"I am" "Good. I'll be waiting outside" he shuts the door and I get up, adjusting the headpiece. Marie reapplies my makeup and I slip into my white four inch heel. Cameron will kill me if I wore a very high heel. He had become very protective ever since we found out I was pregnant. I grab my white fluffy fan and take in a deep breath.

"Ready?"

Marie asks.

"As I'll ever be"

***

I sank into the nearest seat, kicking my shoes off.

God, my feet hurt. It was nighttime already and the ceremony had finally come to an end.

We were now at the rooftop of the five-star hotel Cameron had brought us to for the ceremony.

He'd rented out the entire rooftop for the late night celebrations. 

I sigh.

The place was filled to the brim, a few of which were people I knew and the rest were workers from Cameron's company and their friends.

"Congratulations"

I turn at the voice.

"Miss Glen? Oh sorry. Patricia"

I mumble sheepishly.. She smiles, taking a seat beside me. "I'm fine with miss Glen. You look beautiful Sky"

"Thank you. You're leaving aren't you?" 

I ask. She hasn't left since she arrived for the court case almost two months ago.

"Our vacation was long overdue. The kids need to return to school and I need to get back to work too" 

I nod in understanding.

"I'll miss you. Sean will too"

"I'll miss you both too. I was actually searching for him and your husband to say my goodbyes"

My eyes dart around.

I hadn't set eyes on Cameron for a while now. Where could he be? As if on cue, the lights suddenly went off leaving everywhere pitch black save for the moonlight and stars illuminating the place.

Waiters and waitresses had stopped passing around drinks.

People who were walking over to the food section to serve themselves had stopped too.

What was going on? Suddenly light came on again.

Well, not light per say.

It was a torch and Sean was holding it.

Cameron came into view, the torch Illuminatng the ground in a circular form like a spotlight.

I noticed he was no longer in his traditional attire.

Unlike me, he had had the time to change into an all white tuxedo, his hair had been released from it's initial bun and left flowing over his shoulders.

And by God, did he look hot.

I so wanted to ravish him. Okay, relax Sky.

I was caught off guard when he began to sing.

What the... I'd never heard Cameron sing before and I knew the song very well. Damn he had a good voice. It was

"Beautiful"

by Bazzi ft Camila Cabello.

"Hey Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel"

He walks up to me, pulls me up from my seat and towards him. I didn't even have time to put on my shoes. The marble floor felt cool under my feet. Cameron twirled me slightly. By now all eyes were on us. And the torch Sean was shining on us wasn't helping. It made us the center of attention. Cameron continued to sing.

"..Love your imperfections, every angle. Tomorrow comes and goes before you know. So I just had to let you know. The way that Gucci look on you, amazin'. But nothin' can compare to when you're naked. Now a Backwood and some Henny got you faded. You're sayin' you're the one for me, I need to face it. Started when we were younger.."

He pauses with a frown.

"Okay, that part is a lie. It didn't start when we were younger"

he mumbles. I giggle along with the crowd. God, he was so silly.

"You're crazy Cam"

I bite my lip and he raises an eyebrow, gripping my waist and pulling me closer. I let out a gasp, wringing my arms sriung his neck.

"Why have you stopped singing?"

"Singing isn't my thing princess. Julian forced me, the idiot. I have something better in mind"

"Oh?"

I can't keep the grin off my face

"And what might that be Mr Knight?"

"Will you like to have a dance with me Mrs Knight?"

He drops on one knee, outstretching a hand.

"Gladly Mr Knight"

I take his hand and help him off his feet as we begin to sway to the song playing in the background.

We had decided not to have another church wedding.. This was enough. Rebecca and Park had been sentenced to life imprisonment with hard labour. Park was paralyzed and blind.

Rebecca's money, wealth and everything she owned had been shared amongst all her victims.

The rest of the money had gone to the government and charity organizations. I was happy, safe.

Sean could finally have a normal life now. He could go to school camps and I wouldn't have to worry.

And as for schooling, well I had decided to enroll into a culinary school, take online classes until I had my baby and then maybe I would go back on campus. I was content.

Happy.

"So Mr Knight, why did you change clothes? I must admit, kente looks really good on you."

I say as we continue to dance.

"That sh*t was heavy. My shoulder was gonna fall off and besides I couldn't wear that knicker an hour longer"

I giggle.

"It's not a knicker silly. It's called a jumper. You wear it and wrap the cloth around yourself" I explain. "Yeah...

Read " Forgetting You " by the same author ( eliza )

. Yeah. Still..."

He grumbles and then smiles mischievously. "But if you want I'll wear it again when we're alone of course. And you can take it off yourself" "Are you flirting with me Mr Knight?"

I grin

"Am I?"

He feigns innocence.

"Hmm.. What if I let you take my clothes off instead? Won't that be interesting?"

He pretends to think about it for a moment but I knew better. I could feel his hard-on pressing against my thigh.

"That'd be interesting princess"

"Oh for Gods sake! At least switch off the microphone! We can hear you!" Someone yells and I turn. That was Julian.

That's when I realised the light was back on and everyone was staring at us.

Oh.. My eyes rests on the microphone Cameron still held.

"Sh*t"

he mumbles and switches it off. 

I blush.

My God. I was flirting with my husband and my father heard everything.. "Wanna get out of here princess? Just you and I?"

Cam whispers.

"Gladly Mr Knight"

He grabbed my hand and together we ran out of our own party, barefooted. And I couldn't ask for more.

***

A/N

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