Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

The week passes by in a blur as we prepare for the wedding. We chose a beautiful garden as our wedding venue.

As the days pass, Alice’s pregnancy progresses, and we become more excited about the arrival of our little one.

She experiences morning sickness and fatigue, and her pregnancy mood swings are at their peak, but I do my best to take care of her and make her feel comfortable.

Finally, the day of our wedding arrives, and we’re filled with happiness.

I sit in front of the mirror of the hotel room in a black tuxedo, getting ready for my wedding. I feel excited as the hairstylist deftly works on my hair, and the makeup artist applies subtle touches to enhance my appearance, making sure I look the best on my special day.

While they work their magic, my thoughts drift to my love, who is in a separate room preparing for the wedding. I smile as I imagine her in her bridal attire, looking even more radiant than ever.

My smile broadens as I think about the journey that has brought us to this moment. It feels surreal that just a few months ago she was my maid, and now she’s about to become my wife and the mother of our child.

I pull out of my thoughts as my phone rings. The hairstylist gives me the phone from the table, and I notice that it’s Mia calling.

“Hello-” I answer.

“Hello, Alexander, come to Alice’s room. It’s urgent.”

“What happened? Is everything alright?” I ask, concern lacing my voice.

“Alice is crying because she’s unhappy with her hairstyle.” As Mia tells me, I shake my head in disbelief.

Nowadays, she gets emotional over the slightest things because of her pregnancy mood swings.

“Alexander, be quick, because only you can handle her.”

“Relax, I’m just coming. Try to keep her calm.” I disconnect the call and rise from the chair.

Dealing with a pregnant wife is a greater challenge than managing a vast business.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

As I step inside, I can’t take my eyes off Alice. She looks stunning in her white wedding dress, but her tear-stained face breaks my heart. The hairstylist is still working on hair, and a maid is straightening her gown.

She pouts, staring at me through the mirror, and as I walk up to her, everyone moves away from her.

I take her hands in mine. “What’s wrong, my love?” I ask, trying to soothe her.

“I don’t like my hair. It’s too plain and boring.” She replies, still sniffling.

I smile and brush away her tears. “Don’t worry, I’ll fix it. You’ll look more beautiful than ever.” I assure her, making her sit in front of the mirror.

“How will my curls hair be fixed?” She enquires.

“You just relax and leave everything on me.” I reassure, blinking my eyes.

Then I ask a maid to hand me a hairbrush and hairspray.

She seems surprised when I take the hairbrush. “You’re going to do my hair?” she asks in amazement.

“Yes, my love.” I nod, brushing her hair.

“Do you know how to do it?” she questions.

“I’ll give it my best shot because I want your smile back.” I reply before leaning in and kissing her hair.

Then I gather her hair into a loose bun and add some delicate flowers to it. I finish doing her hair with the help of a hairstylist.

Alice looks at herself in the mirror and smiles. “It’s perfect, Alexander. Thank you.” She rises from the stool and pulls me in a firm hug.

I hold her close, beaming. Being the reason for my love’s smile is the most fulfilling feeling in the world.

“I’ll be waiting for you outside, be quick because I can’t wait to make you my wife.” I peck her cheek, causing her to chuckle.

Then I leave the room after last time, smiling at her.

As I step outside, I see the breathtaking sight of the garden transformed into a magical wonderland. The flowers are in full bloom; the sun is shining bright, and the guests are all dressed in their best attire.

I walk towards the altar and stand with Edward, desperately waiting for my gorgeous bride.

However, my excitement turns to shock when I spot Alice running towards me, clutching a piece of paper, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her face is etched with terror.

What happened to her? Why is so scared? I wonder, worried about her.

“Be careful, love.” I rush towards her and catch her at the right time as she stumbles on the stairs. Mia comes rushing behind her, equally concerned.

“Alexander… I’m afraid. Our baby.” Alice murmurs, her voice filled with fear, burying her face in my chest and holding onto my blazer.

I just stroke her back, concerned and confused. I don’t understand why she’s suddenly so frightened for our baby.

Then I lift her in my arms and carry her inside the room, with Mia, Edward, and Aunt following us.

After reaching inside the room, I put her down and clasps her face. “What happened, love?” I enquire, wiping off her tears with the gentle of my thumbs.

She hiccups and hands me the piece of paper she was holding.

‘I’ll kill you and your baby. Wishing you a happy married life, my loving daughter-in-law.’

I frown and crush the paper in my hand after reading it.

Although my father is behind bars, he still can’t let us live in peace. He ruined our special day.

“What happened, Alexander? What is written in it?” As Aunt asks in a worried tone, I give her the paper while Alice continues to sob, digging her face into my chest.

As they all read the warning note, I take a deep to compose myself because right now, it’s important to handle Alice.

I hold her arms and pull her away. “Love, he won’t do anything. Relax.” I reassure her, taking her hand in mine.

She sniffs and looks at me, trembling. “Then why did he send this warning, Alexander? He’ll harm our baby. I’m afraid.”

“Just look into my eyes, love.” I cup her face and make her look at me before asking her, “Do you trust me?”

She nods in response.

“Then, stop crying. I promise I won’t let anyone harm our baby.” I give her my words, rubbing off her tears and kissing her forehead.

“He just wants to spoil our special day, and you’re letting him do that.” I explain to her, caressing her cheeks, although deep inside, when it comes to Alice and our little one, I also become afraid.

She looks at me with her tear-stained eyes and nods, as if she understands what I’m saying. I hug her tightly, letting her feel my love and protection.

“We’ll increase our security measures. I won’t take any risks.” I reassure her, making a mental note to contact my security team as soon as possible. “But right now, we need to focus on our wedding. We can’t let him ruin this day for us.”

She looks up at me, and I see a glimmer of hope in her eyes. “You’re right, Alexander. We can’t let him win. Let’s enjoy our day, and we’ll deal with him later.”

I smile at her, feeling relieved that she’s calmed down. “That’s my girl.”

Mia comes forward and places her hand on Alice’s shoulder. “We’re here for you, Alice. You’re not alone in this.”

Aunt Rose also chimes in. “Yes, we’ll make sure everything is taken care of, and nothing happens to the baby or you.”

“And I’m always ready to take another bullet for you.” Edward jests, trying to change the atmosphere.

They all try to cheer up Alice while I stand there, holding her hand in a firm grip.

She looks at everyone, feeling grateful for their support and love. “Thank you, everyone. I don’t know what I would do without you all.” She hugs each one of them while I text the police commissioner to keep a close eye on Jackson.

“Now it’s time to get married, love. Let’s go.” I hold out my hand to Alice.

She smiles and takes my hand, and we walk towards the altar, with our family following us.

As we stand there, looking into each other’s eyes, I can feel the love and warmth emanating from her. She’s my soulmate, my partner, my everything, and I’ll do anything to protect her and our baby.

Then the priest asks us to exchange vows and rings.

I look into Alice’s captivating eyes and vow, taking her hand in mine. “Alice, you are my everything, and I promise to love, cherish, and protect you for the rest of my life. I will be your support and your strength, and I will always be there for you, no matter what. I vow to make you happy and to be the best husband I can be.”

Tears of joy well up in her blue eyes, and she replies with a heartfelt smile, “Alexander, I love you, and I vow to fill your life with happiness and be the best wife I can be. I’ll support you no matter what.”

She leans closer to my ear and whispers, “And I’ll be a good submissive wife, Master,” causing a chuckle to escape from my lips.

We exchange rings, sealing our love and commitment to each other. The priest declares us husband and wife, and I feel excited to share our first kiss as a married couple.

After leaning in, I murmur against her lips. “I love you so much, my Wifey.” I take her lips in my mouth and softly kiss her, overwhelmed with happiness and contentment like never before.

As the crowd cheers and applauds, I break the kiss, and Alice playfully remarks, “Finally, I become the wife of Mr. Alexander Wilson.”

I smile and reply, “Yes, now you have become Mrs. Alice Wilson,” sealing our union with a loving kiss on her forehead.

Then we move to the reception area, where the guests congratulate us and shower us with gifts and blessings. After cutting the cake, we feed each other, forgetting our worries for a while.

As we sway together to our favourite song on the dance floor, I whisper into her ear, “I love you, Wifey. Nothing can ever come between our love.”

She looks up at me, her eyes sparkling with happiness. “I love you too, husband. And I know we will overcome any obstacle that comes our way.”

She rests her head on my shoulder, and we continue to dance, losing ourselves in each other.

But in the back of my mind, I know that we still have to deal with my father’s threat. I decide to talk to my security team for Alice’s protection. But for now, I want to focus on Alice and our happiness. We have each other, and that’s all that matters.