Is this destiny?

"Marry me…", Corey repeated and fell down on his knees as his hands gripped her hips. Corey looked up into her eyes as if she is his lifeline and if he lets go he will perish. "Merve White, I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Marry me."

"What about school?", Merve squeaked.

"We can get married after we graduate, but I need you to say 'yes' and tomorrow we will go and pick a ring."

'Tomorrow?', her mind was spinning with this proposal and ring shopping which came out of nowhere. "What's the rush?"

"Just a while ago, out there… Our reputations, our futures, our lives were on the line. We managed to defeat the enemies this time, but I realized that every minute is precious. I know that you are the only girl for me, and I don't want to waste a single minute without people knowing that what we have is real. Once we announce our engagement, they will know that going after one of us means going after both of us, and if they dare to stand between us, it will be a capital offense. Marry me. Please."

Merve understood what was going on in his mind. Facing an opponent like Victor, Corey felt the crisis and is looking for a safe harbor. She was happy that he is turning to her for comfort, but… "Decision to marry someone should be done for the right reasons. Not in the moment of desperation."

Corey shook his head. "I was thinking about it earlier. What happened now only sped up the process. Merve, can you imagine your future with someone else?"

"No."

"Can you imagine your future WITH me?"

"Yes.", she admitted. He is the only boy she ever liked, loved, touched; and he is an essential part of her life. If they separate, it will be like a part of her is forcibly ripped out of her chest, and it will be much more than just her heart.

"When you see us together, is it a happy future?", Corey continued probing.

Merve pressed her lips into a line and went down on her knees, sticking so close to him that her thighs leaned against his.

Merve ran her shaky fingers over Corey's bare shoulders while talking slowly. "To be honest… when I think about us in the future… it does not matter if it's one week or one year ahead… we are mostly naked."

Corey's eyes widened for a second. Did his usually shy Merve just admit that she is having naughty thoughts? "How about we make that future a reality with a slight modification that you will wear a ring…" He took her left hand in his and touched her ring finger. "...right here." Corey looked up into her hazel eyes. "I will make sure that you are happy and safe and loved. Marry me, Merve."

She knew that this was crazy. They are young and have years of college ahead of them, but she loves him, and he said all the right things and she didn't know if saying 'yes' was the right thing, but she was confident that if she rejects him, she will regret it for the rest of her life.

"OK."

Corey smiled and pecked her lips once, twice… and then he held her tightly and deepened the kiss.

"Corey… there is a party…", Merve said between kisses when she felt that his hand slipped under her top.

"I don't care. I want to enjoy my time with my fiancée. Unless you are not willing, nothing will stop me."

"Fiancée…", Merve repeated and she was surprised how easy was to change her label from a girlfriend to a fiancée. And she was happy to hear that he will stop if she asks him to. How can she say no to that? Merve realized that she loves Corey so much, that she can't deny him anything. "Your fiancée is willing."

Corey hummed in approval and a second later, buckles of Merve's bra were undone.

In one swift move, Corey removed her t-shirt and bra.

With his palm, he cupped her breast while his lips landed on the other one.

"Shouldn't we go to the bed?", Merve asked breathily.

"We will reach there, eventually…", Corey mumbled without releasing Merve's nipple from his mouth, and little by little they ended up on the floor with Merve on the bottom.

Merve understood that they will not be re-joining the party any time soon. But she didn't care because Corey was right. Every moment counts.

Corey removed Merve's clothes and buried his face between her legs.

He licked and sucked her engorged peak greedily, and he smiled when she started cursing between moans. The knowledge that he can pleasure Merve to the point of her forgetting about herself, brought him immense satisfaction.

He didn't stop until her body trashed, and she gasped for air.

Corey crawled up, and observed Merve's flushed face and eyes which struggled to focus. The way her breasts pressed against his chest rhythmically as she breathed was amazing.

His tip rubbed against her entrance and her hips moved to welcome him.

The pressure increased slightly, and he stopped moving.

"Tell me that you will marry me…", Corey demanded.

"Yes…", she breathed and lifted her hips. Her lips parted seductively when she felt him enter her a little bit.

He inched away, denying her the penetration she wanted. "Say it fully."

"Yes, I will marry you."

Corey smiled. "Do you want us to move to the bed?"

Merve shook her head and gripped his back, pulling him closer. "Here is fine…"

"Are you sure? The floor is hard. It's not uncomfortable?"

Merve was getting irritated. "Are we going to chat, or make love?"

She bit her lower lip when she felt him entering her slowly. Agonizingly slow.

"For the love of God, Corey… Why are you torturing me? You know what I want, and you want the same. Can you stop messing with me?"

"What do you want?"

"I want to…", Merve paused and licked her lips. "Make me feel good, Corey. You are the only one who can do that."

Corey was hoping for some naughty talk because nothing turns him on more than hearing Merve say dirty words, but he was at his limit, and delaying her the pleasure meant delaying his as well.

He kissed her deeply and his hips started rocking as he filled her up.

They were on the floor, and they made love many times before, yet it never felt this good. Actually, his knees were aching, but he decided to ignore that pain and to surrender to the pleasure of them merging into one.

Corey marveled the feeling of Merve's wet heat tightening around his shaft perfectly, and her body under him, and the way her fingers dug into his back… her flavors, her sounds, her scent… Everything was amazing and better than ever before because this time, he was making love to his fiancée, a woman who agreed to spend the rest of her life with him.

He wanted this lovemaking to last forever, but at the same time his climax was approaching, and the sheer intensity of pleasure that came with every thrust forced him to increase the pace.

"Ahh…", a lustful moan escaped Merve's lips and it disappeared in the sound of flesh hitting against flesh.

It was scandalous, yet perfect, and neither of them cared that there is a big party in the garden.

…

Someone was enjoying, and others... not so much.

In the West part of the garden, next to the fountain, Chloe found herself surrounded by five seniors from the Long family. Four men and one woman.

"Why did you allow Samantha to challenge that White girl?", one senior asked Chloe angrily.

"You were supposed to make sure she does not cause trouble.", the woman added right away.

"Do you know what you have done?"

"What have I done?" Chloe was exasperated. If she knew it will end up like this, she would stay at home. "I am not her babysitter. I came to the party just like every one of you."

"Don't you dare talk back!"

"Youngsters have no respect. Because of them, we will end up paying the penalties!"

Chloe snorted. "Don't club me in the same category with Samantha! She knew very well that Merve is Corey's girlfriend, a White who has backing from Sarah and Aiden, yet Samantha still dared to provoke Merve. You were all aware that she will not let go of her past grievances, and you allowed her to come here. If you are so smart, why didn't you explain to Samantha what happens to the ones who dare to go after girls who are under Sarah's protection? Don't try to pin this on me! You want respect? How can I respect five seniors who bully a helpless woman? If you have any problems, why don't you dare take this with Stephen or Gabriel? You are all cowards!"

One older man lost his composure, and he lifted his hand to slap Chloe.

"Is there a problem?", an icy male voice came from the side and all seniors turned to see Noah frowning at them. Chloe also turned to see who dared to meddle in the Long family's business.

Noah was observing the conflict for a few minutes, and he would not interfere if the old guy didn't raise his hand.

They didn't know who Noah was, but the uniform told them that he is security.

"There are no problems. Just a chat between Long family members.", one senior responded.

Noah frowned slightly. "I don't know how things are done in your family, but I hope you didn't forget that you are currently guests of the Smith family. If you have any disagreements, sort them out at your home."

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