The days after the proposal seemed to flow in a dream. Loraine could hardly believe that she, a simple village girl, would soon be married to Jason—the man who had become her world, her heartbeat, her anchor. Each morning, she woke with a flutter in her chest, wondering if it was real. And every evening, when he appeared at her side, that flutter deepened, a reminder that her life had changed forever.
The Wedding
The day of the wedding was nothing short of a fairytale. Jason insisted on a private ceremony, intimate, quiet, yet impossibly grand. The hall shimmered with candlelight, flowers arranged in soft cascades of white and pink, and Loraine felt her breath catch as she walked down the aisle.
Jason waited for her at the front, dressed impeccably, calm, commanding, and yet radiating warmth. When he saw her, his eyes softened, and for a moment, the entire world seemed to narrow to the two of them.
"You look… breathtaking," he whispered as she reached him, taking her hands in his. "I cannot believe you're mine."
Loraine felt tears prick her eyes. "I… I am yours, Jason. Always."
The ceremony was simple, yet filled with quiet, powerful emotion. When the vows were exchanged, Loraine felt the full weight of her love, her trust, and her devotion. She was his, completely—and she had never felt safer, nor more alive.
A Life Like a Princess
The days following their marriage were unlike anything Loraine had imagined. Jason treated her with a care and devotion that left her breathless. Every morning, she woke to soft sunlight spilling into their room, Jason at her side with a warm smile, a gentle kiss, and breakfast prepared exactly to her liking.
He attended to every detail of her life, anticipating her needs before she could even speak them aloud. Her favorite flowers appeared in vases throughout the house. Her favorite dishes were always ready, prepared with care. Even the smallest discomforts—cold nights, aching muscles, worries about her mother—were gently and thoroughly attended to.
"You are my world, Loraine," Jason said one evening as they walked through the vast corridors of his house, his hand resting lightly over hers. "And I want you to feel… cherished, safe, and loved… always."
She felt her heart swell. "I never knew life could feel like this," she whispered. "Like… I'm truly wanted, truly loved."
"You are," he said simply, eyes soft and unwavering. "And I will spend every day showing you that."
A Glimpse of the House's Mystery
Despite the luxury and comfort, there was something haunting about Jason's house. Its towering walls, the tall windows, the quiet shadows in the corners—it all felt alive, vast, almost watching. And yet, in his presence, Loraine no longer feared it. She felt protected, cherished, like a princess in a castle, wrapped in his strength, his calm, his unshakable devotion.
He led her through every hall, showing her rooms filled with warmth, art, and history, all while making her feel like she belonged completely. The house no longer felt intimidating—it felt like home, because he was there.
Under the moonlight
That night, they walked through the gardens. The moon cast silver light across the fountain, the flowers, the tall hedges, and Jason stopped to take her hands in his.
"You are mine," he said, gently lifting her chin to look into her eyes. "And I will always treat you like the queen of my world. Your happiness… your safety… your love… they are my duty, my joy."
Loraine's chest tightened, overwhelmed by love and devotion. "I… I never knew anyone could love me like this," she whispered.
"You deserve it," he said, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "And I will spend my life proving it."
The world felt still, silent, as if holding its breath for them. Loraine leaned into him, heart pounding, utterly consumed by the warmth and strength of his love.
Lingering Questions
Even in the bliss of marriage, quiet questions lingered in her mind, soft but persistent:
Will this happiness last forever?
Can anyone love so completely, so endlessly, without secrets?
What else lies hidden in his vast world, in his towering house, in his calm, commanding presence?
And… am I ready for a life fully intertwined with someone so powerful, so perfect, so utterly him?
Wrapped in Jason's arms, under the silver glow of the moon, Loraine did not answer these questions. She only felt the overwhelming truth of her love, the certainty of her devotion, and the pull of a life she had never dreamed she could have.