After the ceremony and coronation I'm in the ballroom. It's been such a long day, but it's a day I will remember for the rest of my life. I'm a wife now. I'm supposed to be dancing with Maxon, but I feel like I'm falling asleep in his arms so we're just rocking slightly to the music being played, but he doesn't seem to mind and neither do I. I felt him kiss my neck and I start to feel a familiar flutter in my heart and suddenly I'm not sleepy.

" Are you ready to leave my Dear." He whispered with a grin in my ear . I nod and he grabs my hand . He looks over to one of the guards who alerted the band that it was time for our exit.

We ran through a vortex of fireworks and into a limo. It's the first time I sat all day I think… when suddenly I can't think because my husband's lips are kissing my neck behind my hair and moving down the back of my shoulder. My whole body heats up but my eyes see the black window which I know has a driver on the other side and I get nervous which Maxon must have sensed. Resting his head on my shoulder.

" I have waited this long. I can wait a few more minutes to ravish my wife ." He said playfully.

I giggled and kissed his lips with a brushing kiss. " Where are we going?"

" We are going to a private island off the coast of France. But we don't leave till tomorrow morning. I knew today would be a long day and I didn't want to spend my wedding night on a plane. So for tonight we have a idealyc cottage at the edge of a palace grounds . But with the exception of Carter driving, no one knows they think we're headed to the airport ."

The limo stopped, Maxon got out first and as soon as my feet hit the ground Im swooped up in his arms as he carried me inside . The limo drove off into the night behind us . It was a beautiful cottage, with a genuine homey feel, but it was a blur as it felt like Maxon was running but he was steady and graceful with me in his arms even in my huge dress .

He set me down on the large fluffy bed and braced himself just above me looking deep into my eyes and said . " Mrs Schreave, I love you."

I grabbed his tie and pulled him into me . I kissed him without reserve. I felt him heat up from within. Matching the fire I've felt since he first kissed me as his wife. I clumsily undid his tie and shirt. He didn't shudder at my touch, only burned like dry kindling in a roaring fire . He lifted me off the bed with one arm behind my back putting me on my feet. And moving behind me kissing the same line he started in the limo. I felt the laces on my dress open, my dress was heavy enough that it didn't take much to fall to the ground. I shivered, but not from any cold. I turned to him … I was in an almost invisible corset built to compliment my dress and blue silk panites, but it was the look Maxon gave me that shivered me. His eyes were wide with delight and unbridled desire. We both tumbled onto the bed behind us in an inferno of passionate kisses that barely touched the desire we both felt burning though us. I lost myself in my love for him , and he burned into me the love he felt more than I thought possible. How had we almost missed this, how had we thought we could have been happy with anyone else . This was the love that made our hearts explode into one unified bond.