CHAPTER 17

Vanity kept staring at herself in the mirror; she had forgotten how many times she had done so in the previous hour. This was the day she was supposed to meet her in-laws for the first time. She was nervous and a little scared.
What if they didn't like her? What will she do if Chandler's son dislikes her and prefers his mother over her? She was about to go insane because she had so many questions in her head.
It had been over a week since she married Chandler, and everything had been going smoothly during that time. He never mistreated her; instead, he showered her with so much love that she became completely reliant on him.
She'd grown accustomed to having him by her side every night and every morning. Every night, the two would frolic like animals in heat. He'd love her and eat her clean every time, and she'd love it like no other.
She had grown accustomed to his animalistic behavior; her husband was a barbarian who would make love to her anywhere as long as they were two. There was nowhere in the villa they hadn't been. All these intimate thoughts made her blush and made her forget about her in-laws visit.
Chandler walked in to find Vanity flushed, which enticed him even more. He wanted to take her right away just by looking at her like this. And he did precisely that.
Chandler carried his wife to the bed, and because he didn't want to ruin her clothes, he simply removed the thong she was wearing and opened her thighs wide, revealing the soaking flower hole. He rolled up his slacks and pressed up against her drenched entrance.
He penetrated her warm channel with one deep thrust and began to deeply love her. As he plowed her insides, he stole kisses from her and enjoyed her charming moans.
He ate her for a short time because they had somewhere to go, so he could fill her womb with his seed in fifteen minutes. He enjoyed doing so even though he knew she would be unable to conceive his child due to her vampire status.
After their lovemaking session, he cleaned her up and assisted her with her makeup. Vanity stormed out of the bedroom, stomping her feet on his. Chandler laughed as he remembered his wife's cuteness. She was always a wanton in bed, and when she was not, she pretended to be shy and innocent.
He, too, has been duped, but now he will indulge her whenever he can. He followed her out to the car, which was already waiting for them. He assisted her in settling into the car before the driver drove away from the ancestral home.
Vanity was more relaxed this time, unlike before when she was reeking of anxiety, which put him at ease.
“Don't worry, they'll love you,” he reassured her as he took her hand in his.
“Are you certain? I don't want them to despise me or anything.”
“You have to have faith in me, love.”
“Umm, I'll do it. I will never leave you, even if they don't like me,” she muttered under her breath.
Chandler, who heard it, took his wife in his arms, and kissed her on the cheek. That was the spirit; hearing it from her own lips that she will fight for him was the best gift he could have received besides having her.
His family were not fools, because they knew right away that the woman, he had chosen was the one for him and that no one else could fill that void in his heart. Vanity lay in his embrace as the car drove towards the Wagner’s' ancestral home; she had never been there before, so she hoped everything went well.
Everyone at the Wagner’s' ancestral home was waiting for Chandler to arrive. Hearing and, eventually, seeing were completely different. Heidi was the one who was the most concerned. He'd heard how different stepmothers were from others.
He'd even read some books about cruel stepmothers. They only need you when they are newlyweds, and once they have everything under their control, they will begin abusing the stepchildren.
He didn't want to be that way, but he knew his father well. He will never give up on something if he sets his mind to it. Heidi had witnessed this new stepmother of his before at his father's villa. She was a nice person, but he wasn't sure how she would turn out now that she had married his father.
The idea of her seducing his father for the position of wife didn't sit well with him. He didn't believe this ridiculous accusation because his father had been a difficult man to seduce for over a decade.
He understood, after his mother, his father never touched anyone. He initially believed that he loved her despite their separation, but it wasn't until a year ago that he discovered the truth.
Heidi was cursed, just like his father, and couldn't be with another woman who wasn't meant for him. This meant that you would remain chaste and single if you did not find that woman.
Seeing his father happy was something he hoped for, but he hoped she wouldn't be as devious and deceptive as those ladies who kept eyeing their family's money. Another thing he was curious about was where he would live now that his father had married.
Because his father was alone, he had to be raised by his grandparents, but where should he go now that the new mother is in the house? He had always wanted to live with his father but had never had the courage to approach him. Perhaps he should brush up against the new mom and force her to take him with them.
Heidi's mind was so occupied that by the time he returned to reality, his father had arrived. When he saw his grandmother smile like that, he knew she liked her. His grandmother found it difficult to approve of anyone. He even knows that when it comes to his father, he will do whatever he wants even if they don't approve. After all, he was the next patriarch.
Heidi followed his grandmother outside to greet his father, and when he saw that smile in his father's eyes, he knew Vanity was special. He kept a close eye on Vanity to see if she was looking at his father or the glory of his family.
He gave her fifty points out of a possible hundred based on what he saw. She didn't even check anything, but her gaze kept darting from her husband to the elders.