Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle (Silver and Elliot) novel Chapter 129

Silver chose to wear her brown hair down and it lay in waves around her shoulders and down her back. She wore a light layer of makeup, highlighting her best features. My heart hammered in my chest when I looked up at my beautiful wife as she walked down the grand staircase.

“Tada!” Cara said, waving her hands at Silver. “I think I’ve outdone myself.”

“I’d say,” I found myself whispering once Silver reached the bottom step. She wore heels that really made her legs look wonderful and complimented the rest of her outfit. The heels were big, but I still towered over her.

“Do I look okay?” Silver asked after a beat of silence; I could tell she was nervous by the way she asked that question and the way she was biting her bottom lip nervously.

“You look incredible,” I whispered; I was unable to believe that this was the woman I was married to and the woman I almost lost. I wanted to pull her into my arms and rip her clothes off right then and there, but I refrained from doing so.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” she said, eyeing my suit with the look of hunger in her eyes.

I smirked; I had a feeling we were both thinking the same thing and from the smell of desires wafting in the air, I knew I was right.

I grabbed onto her bag with one hand and offered her my other hand. She took it without hesitation but then frowned before we walked to the door.

“Don’t you need to pack a bag?” She asked.

“I already packed, and everything is in the trunk of my Bently,” I answered.

She looked surprised but then it morphed into a pleased smile.

“Have fun, you two,” Cara waved after us. “I’ll show myself out.”

Silver thanked her friend and waved as I brought her outside.

“You are driving us?” She asked, surprised.

“I wanted to spend as much alone time with you as possible,” I told her.

Mr. Connelly seemed to have gotten the message loud and clear because he cleared his throat and smiled sheepishly.

“I apologize, Mr. and Mrs. Crown,” he said, clearing his throat as he went to his computer to type some information in. After a moment, he grabbed a couple of key cards and handed them to me. “These are your room keys. Your reservation for the restaurant is all set as well. I’ll have the bellboy bring your things to your room.”

“Thank you,” I said as I placed the bags on the ground next to the desk.

I offered Silver my arm and she took it without hesitation, it warmed my heart how willing she was to accompany me. I nodded my thanks to Mr. Connelly before guiding Silver to the 5-star restaurant across from the large hotel.

“He seems nice,” Silver said thoughtfully.

“Yes,” I muttered; then, I added in a growl, “And if he touches you again, I’ll rip his head off.”