Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 590

The two of them sat on the grass, scrolling through the camera roll. The sunlight bathed them in a golden glow. The photos were breathtaking—the woman smiling brightly, the man gazing at her with pure devotion, and stolen kisses captured flawlessly. The atmosphere was incredibly romantic and warm.

Carney couldn't resist pulling out his phone to snap a few more behind-the-scenes photos.

After capturing a generous amount of material at the equestrian center, Julius spoke up. "Carney, take a break. My wife and I are going to take the horses for a real run."

"Go right ahead. I'll stay here."

He had to shoot for the rest of the day and desperately needed to conserve his energy.

Julius and Stella rode off, pushing the horses to a thrilling gallop. The wind whipping past them felt incredibly liberating, and Stella loved every second of it.

"Did you get it out of your system? If so, we should head to the next stop—the film backlot."

"Yeah, that was amazing. Let's go."

Stella had a deep appreciation for exquisite period-piece attire, so Julius had commissioned several breathtaking vintage royalty costumes for her.

They changed into beautifully tailored, lavishly embroidered gowns and suits.

With the styling team perfecting their hair and makeup, the two of them strolled through the historic film set.

They looked like a dashing aristocrat and a noble lady from a bygone era, lost in a timeless romance.

Carney excitedly snapped away, capturing every elegant interaction.

By the afternoon, they relocated to the beach, and it was time for the wedding gown.

Julius absolutely refused to let Stella wear a swimsuit during the day, insisting she save it for the evening when the lighting was dim.

He didn't want anyone else seeing her in it. She was too breathtaking, too intoxicating. Those sights were for his eyes only.

They had prepared three distinct, custom-made wedding gowns, all designed by top-tier couturiers. They had been ready before the new year, but this was his first time seeing her wear them. She was ethereal.

Julius wrapped his arms around her waist, his voice soft. "Stella, you look so beautiful in this dress. You look exactly like an angel. I can barely wait for our actual wedding day."

Dressed in white, she was so radiant she looked otherworldly, making him want to lock her away so she couldn't fly away.

Stella draped her arms around his neck, standing on her tiptoes to kiss him. "Then you'd better keep a close eye on me. Angels have wings. Don't let her fly off."

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