Skipped At The Altar, Taken By His Uncle novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95 The Invitation

Chapter 95 The Invitation

His tongue drove in, cutting off all her muffled cries.

It was a deep, dominant kiss, leaving her no chance to resist.

The first time he kissed her was when he was drugged. It was very sudden, and it totally took her by surprise.

The second time was at the altar, where his lips barely brushed hers before he pulled away.

Now, the room was heating up fast.

He was no longer hesitant. His movements were confident as he parted her lips, his tongue slipping in, gentle but sure

Klein’s eyes were shut in pure bliss as he ravaged her mouth, conquering her with every kiss.

Whitney’s lips were left flushed and red from his kisses, which was so inviting.

Klein pulled back a little, his breath coming in rough gasps. “Is the ring for me?”

Whitney’s breathing was just as shaky. “Yeah, it’s my way of saying thanks.”

‘A thank-you gift? Klein echoed in his mind, a little thrown off.

‘There she goes again, that little bunny, always finding ways to mess with me, he thought. Klein’s voice was low and rough as he pressed his forehead to hers. “Whit, I really like it.” he said.

“But you know, giving the ring is supposed to be a man’s job.”

With that, Klein went down on one knee and slipped the ring onto her finger, slow and gentle.

“Your turn. Put mine on me,” he said.

Whitney’s cheeks were burning, and she hadn’t caught her breath after that heated moment.

Her fingers trembled as she picked up his ring, slowly and awkwardly slipping it onto his finger.

“Alright, it’s on. You can go now,” Whitney said, trying to sound nonchalant even though her heart was still racing.

Klein’s eyes narrowed, his gaze darkening as he took in the sight of her lips, soft and flushed.

He gently hooked his finger under her chin, drawing her in and capturing her lips in another kiss.

She tasted the faint trace of alcohol on his breath again, the scent invading her senses.

Whitney’s eyes grew hazy from his kiss, their mingled breaths sending a jolt through her, numbing her nerves.

Klein was reluctant to let go, his hand caressing her blushing cheeks as if she were the most precious, fragile thing in the world. He couldn’t help kissing her gently again.

Finally, after getting his wild desire under control, Klein let go of her lips.

He gave her hair a gentle rub and said, “The ring I ordered for you still needs another week. Didn’t think you’d get these first.” “Goodnight.” he said softly.

Whitney, still dazed from all those kisses, suddenly realized that it all started because she gave him that ring.

She couldn’t help but feel a wave of regret.

‘If I’d known, I would’ve just gotten him something else, she grumbled.

Truth be told, she didn’t actually hate kissing Klein.

She flopped back onto the bed, determined not to think about it anymore, and soon slipped into a deep, sweet sleep.

Emily sat in the private room, the sting of two slaps still fresh on her face, her eyes furious.

“Emily, did you just run into Whitney?” Tina asked, rushing to the club as soon as she got the call.

Emily scoffed, “Yeah, I saw her and she was buying matching rings. Is she getting married or what?”

Tina shook her head without hesitation and said, “No way. That old man would never marry her. I haven’t heard a thing about her getting married.”

Getting married was a big deal. If Whitney was really getting married, there was no way she wouldn’t have heard about it.

he’s not getting married, then why is she buying rings?” Emily snapped.

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really just trying to butter up that old man?’ Emily thought, her eyes narrowing.

Emily’s arm, trying to calm her down. “Come on, Emily, don’t let it get to you. You’re about to be the most beautiful

Chapter 95 The Invitation

bride in the world. Why waste your energy on her?” she comforted.

“I’m going to be your bridesmaid anyway, so why not send Whitney an invitation too? I mean, is there anything more savage than making her watch the man she can’t have get married right in front of her?”

Emily’s eyes gleamed as she smiled slyly. “Tina, you’re totally right. I’ll let you handle passing the invite to Whitney.” she said.

Tina smirked and said, “Don’t worry, I’ve got this.”

The next morning, Tina practically rushed into Whitney’s law office.

Whitney gave her a cold stare and asked, “What are you doing here?”

Tina waved the wedding invitation in front of her and said, “Look, Emily’s feeling generous today. She’s sending you an invite.”

Whitney just ignored the invitation, refusing to take it.

“What, you too scared to show up?” Tina taunted.

Whitney let out a dry laugh and snatched the invitation from her. “Scared? Please. Saturday, right? I’ll be there on time.”

Tina looked pleased with her answer and said, “Alright then, see you at the wedding.”

There were only two days left until the big day.

*****

Carter was getting married tomorrow, so his buddies threw him a bachelor party.

To his friends, it looked like Carter’s dream was finally coming true. He was marrying the woman of his dreams.

But tonight, totally out of character, he just sat there brooding over his drink.

“Carter, come on, lay off the drinks. You’ve got to pick up your bride tomorrow morning,” one of his friends said, trying to stop him.

Carter shook his head, his voice rough. “Pick up my bride? What bride? Just drink with me! Are you going to drink or not? If not, get lost and find someone else to drink with me!” he said.

His friends, at a loss, could only call Emily.

“Milly, you gotta come get Carter. He’s totally smashed,” one of them said.

Emily rushed over to the club, and said with a frown, “How could you let him get this drunk?”

“Oh, Milly, don’t pin this on us! Carter was the one downing shots like there was no tomorrow,” one of them protested.

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