My Only Love: The Targeted Heiress

Vincent has accepted the fact that he will only be enjoying time alone with his wife after the wedding, which will take place in about three months. He has been willing to let his wife's extended family and cousins ​​take a vacation together on this island for a week.

But right on the fifth night, since the crowd of uninvited people came to ruin their honeymoon, Vincent felt strange about the villa's condition.

A few hours earlier, his wife asked him to pick flowers that only grow near the shore. The flower was shaped like a daisy but had beautiful large petals like a rose.

The colors range from red, purple, pink, and orange. Cathy, who is now able to see colors, really likes flowers that have various colors.

They don't know what kind of flower because they have never seen it in America and don't have anyone who is a flower expert. This type of flower was only found on the island next to the island of Puerto Riku.

Vincent loved his wife very much and was willing to do whatever she wanted. He would even fetch stars in the sky if Cathy asked him to. He will also go to the moon if his wife wants to live there.

Whatever his wife wanted, as long as it didn't involve murder, Vincent would do his best to grant her thousand and one kinds of wishes.

Therefore, Vincent went out of the villa even though the sun had set and the road conditions he was on were rather dark. He had to use a flashlight to walk along the rocky ground to the beach.

After picking some flowers of various colors, Vincent walked back to the villa where his wife was waiting for him. However… something was wrong.

Why did the villa suddenly turn pitch dark?

As he could remember, the building's lighting was still on when he went out to pick flowers.

What made him feel even more strange was that the house was tranquil, like a haunted house. Where are Kinsey and the others? Usually, that brother-in-law would always try to prevent him from being alone with his younger sister?

Where is Felicia, who always makes fun of him for having a brother-in-law like Kinsey?

Very weird.

Where is everybody?

Vincent walked into the house, frowning when he smelled the jasmine scent coming from the candles.

Since when has someone put tiny candles on the floor of this house? And why does he feel like someone wants him to follow this wax path?

Is it possible… this is his wife's doing?

Vincent smiled, amused thinking about this possibility, and decided to follow along the path, which now took him up to the second floor where his room and wife were.

Well… he slept alone because Cathy's sisters wanted to sleep with Cathy while they were living here. Therefore he has never slept with his wife since the internal Paxton problems were resolved... well, they never slept together ever since their wedding day.

They have been married for almost half a year, but Vincent still hasn't touched his wife.

The man was still able to survive in the early days of their marriage because they were still busy with their business. Apart from explaining what happened to his family, Vincent also had to strengthen the Flex group's maintenance and discuss his business with his father.

For the first time, he opened up to his father and said that he already had his own company name. But that does not mean he does not want to continue his father's business because he knows Joseph would not be willing if he had to close his business just because none of his children want to sustain it.

That's why Vincent has to take care of everything and adapt, especially after deciding to take over the company and let his father retire.

He missed Cathy, but it was his busyness that made him endure his longing.

Vincent tried hard to finish all his job so he could have a week's vacation where he could make out with his wife. Finally, they managed to have time alone in this place.

But his wife's family came to gang up on him, and his hands were tied without being able to do anything.

Just imagine it. Cathy has legally become his wife. The girl belonged to him, yet he couldn't touch her at all. His wife seemed very close but felt far away from him.

His longing and facing against the cold bed every night was almost unbearable.

Little did he know, Cathy also felt the same way with him.

She was a little annoyed after learning about her two brothers' tricky plans to invite her two fathers and siblings. No wonder both of them cornered her to tell them her honeymoon place. It was all because they wanted to ruin their couple moments.

Nevertheless, she never complained because her guilt was still so great that she let her two brothers do their pranks.

She felt guilty for marrying Vincent without telling them. Cathy understood her father's feelings… her two fathers. Both men wanted to walk her on the aisle before she was handed over to Vincent.

That was why Cathy felt sympathy for her husband, but she could not do anything.

After all, this was the first time she had vacation time with her biological father. There was so much they talked about, and Cathy began to imagine what life would be like for her birth mother living on the island with her father.

However, Cathy decided to do something before her vacation day ended. After all, she had let them all interfere with her vacation time with her husband.

Cathy requested her family to give her some private time with her husband in the last two days. She begged so passionately that the others couldn't refuse her.

Neither of them had intended to spend the whole week bothering them and had called a private yacht belonging to Marcel Alvianc for all of them.

They would be sailing around the island while diving or fishing on the boat for these two days so that Cathy has her honeymoon time with Vincent.

Hearing this notification, of course, really made Cathy rejoice and thank them all.

Cathy thought of a plan to surprise her husband. She had planned it together with her sisters while she slept with the girls. Everyone knows the plan except Vincent, who doesn't feel suspicious because they acted obliviously.

During this time, Vincent has done many things for Cathy and made her feel like she was the most fortunate girl in the world. Now it was her turn to do something for her husband and make him feel like the happiest man in the world.

Several hours ago, Cathy asked Vincent to pick a hundred of her favorite flowers. She even gave the man a basket made of rattan to put the flowers he gathered in the basket.

Once the man's back had disappeared from view, Cathy and the others moved quickly to arrange candles and various other things to complete Cathy's surprise plan.

They knew that it would take Vincent to walk from the villa's position to the beach in about twenty to thirty minutes. Then the man had to pick a hundred flowers, which took nearly half an hour.

An hour and a half were more than enough for them to wipe down the scented candles on the floor and light them.

When all was done, they turned off the lights and walked out to the pier in a jeep.

It was then that Vincent arrived, frowning in puzzlement, and now Cathy's heart was pounding, waiting for her husband to appear in her position.

Will her husband like the surprise? Will the man feel happy?

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Cathy breathed increasingly, chasing due to her pounding heart waiting for her husband's tall figure's appearance. The louder the sound of her husband's footsteps, the faster her heartbeat become.

And finally, her husband arrived on the second floor and stood there carrying a basket filled with a hundred flowers according to his request.

"So... you did this."

Cathy and Vincent approach each other with super slow motion as if time belongs to them both.

"Not actually. I got some help."

"I figure that." Vincent's hand immediately wrapped around Cathy's waist and pulled her close to his body. "Where are the others?"

"They decided to set sail."

"So, it's just you and me now?"

"It's just you and me now," answered Cathy with a chuckle as her husband showered her face with thousands of feather-light kisses.

"I brought you some flowers."

"I can see that."

"Should we put it on the vase, or should we... continue what we desire?"

"Do you have to ask?"

Vincent showed a sly grin seeing his wife making a sullen face. "I like to hear it directly from your mouth."

Cathy moaned when she felt her husband nipped her lower lips.

"I..."

"Yes, my sweet angel."

"I want you.. I…" her words was swallowed back as her husband devoured her plump lips.