Mike awoke without Denise beside her. When he looked at the clock, it was already 2:30 a.m. He slowly stood up as he noticed rose petals on the ground and followed them to the other room. It was dark, so he turned on the light, and the next thing he saw was something he didn't expect.
"Happy birthday, Hon!" Denise exclaimed.
"Happy Birthday, Bro!" Ronnie yelled.
"F*ck, thanks guys," Mike said, his eyes welling up.
"Oh my gosh, bro, don't cry. You look like a gay, f*cker," Ronnie teased.
"You're the f*cker," Mike said, laughing.
"Anyway, I appreciate it; I didn't expect it," Mike said.
"Well, you should be thankful to your wife, because she's the one who made all of this possible," Samantha said, looking at Denise, who was now blushing.
Mike then approached her and took her hands in his. "Really? Do you make all of this just to surprise me?" Mike inquired.
Denise asked nervously, "Y-yes, d-don't you like it?"
"No, I mean, I love it all; I'm just so shocked because I know you're mad at me. I killed Antonio, I kidnapped you and forced you to marry me—" Mike didn't finish his sentence when Denise kissed him unexpectedly.
"F*ck, this is going to be the best birthday ever," Mike thought to himself as he kissed her back. They were then cheered on by Ronnie and Samantha.
"Let's forget everything, Mike; I love you, and I want us to start over," Denise says, and Mike can't help but cry. "Finally, this is the chance I've been waiting for years that you'll love me as well, "Mike said.
"I can't deny it anymore, and I want to be honest with myself, it is not too late for us, right?" Denise asked, wiping away his tears.
"It's a perfect chance for us, Denise, and I love you too," he said as he kissed her on the forehead.
"Hey guys, enough of that," Ronnie said, as Mike and Denise laughed.
They then celebrate Mike's birthday after that romantic confession.
"I'm sorry for being late, guys," Claire said as she entered the room.
"Well, that's okay; you're always late even if you're just in the next room," Ronnie joked.
"Hahaha, funny," she remarked wryly. Claire was dressed in a body con nude dress. She then approached Mike, holding a gift in her hand.
"Happy Birthday, Mikey," she said, seductively smiling at him. "Here's my gift," she added, "I hope you love it."
"Oh, thanks Claire," Mike said, smiling at her. Claire was about to kiss him on the cheeks when Mike pushed her away and grabbed Denise's hands, whispering to her. Denise laughed when she noticed Claire rolling her eyes at her as Claire walkout.
"You nailed it, honey," Samantha said to her.
"Hahaha serve her right," Denise replied as they both laughed.
"Hon, I'm just going to the kitchen to get some dessert," Denise explained, nodding to Mike.
"I'll accompany you," Samantha said as they walked downstairs to the kitchen.
"Oh, the B*tch is here," said a female voice. Denise turned around to see Claire raise her brows at her.
"Girl, are you talking to yourself?" Denise asked, smiling at her sarcasm. Claire's face turned bright red.
"Well, you should behave yourself; you're just her assassin, and I'm his legal wife, so know your place; it's just a friendly reminder, sweetie," Denise added.
"Yes, you're just his wife, and I'm just his assassin, but this assassin is the one who's going to kill you. So, don't act so brave, b*tch. You're going to regret it," Claire said as she brushed her teeth and gave her a death glare.
"Then, try it and tell me how you're going to kill me," Denise said as she smiled at her before leaving her in the corner, annoyed.
"That was an awesome line, honey," Samantha said as they went to get the salad.
"But what if that b*tch does something bad to you?" Samantha worriedly asked.
"Well, I'm nervous about that as well, but if anything happens, I know Mike will be there to protect me, " Denise responded.
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Mike awoke to find something on his chest. "What is this?" he wondered as he slowly opened his eyes to be met with the most beautiful sight he'd ever seen. His wife was asleep on his chest. Her mouth was slightly open, her cheek was stuck to his chest, and her soft hair was strewn across her face. Her tiny arms were wrapped around his waist.
"Oh f*ck! Why is she so adorable? I have never seen anyone as attractive as she is; I love her with all my heart," he mumbled, unable to imagine his life without her. It would be just as painful and dull as it had been before Denise came into his life.
Denise's birthday surprise for him was Mike's happiest birthday ever, plus her confession was the best gift he ever received. Mike was so thankful that day. Thinking about how his wife confessed to him makes him smile like crazy as he brushed her hair from her face, and that made me completely aware of her gorgeousness.
Mike then began playing with her natural curls hair while admiring her beauty. She's like an angel, his princess, and his Queen. Mike recalled how he hurt her a lot, but this time he'll go to any length to make her happy and make her feel safe with him as he promised himself. But there was one thing he couldn't do anything about. When it comes to her, he becomes selfish and self. He had simply lost control of his feelings about losing her. He wants her to be with him forever until death separates them.
When she felt her shifting, his thoughts were cut off. She began to move slightly, and her hands gripped him tighter, but Denise didn't wake up and continued to sleep.
"I'm so thankful that finally, He answered my prayer. You're the only person who made me feel like this. You're the only one who embezzled my heart. You're the only one I want to be with me all my life. You're the only one I want to be my wife and have children with, that's why no one can replace you in my heart. If you're not here, I'm sure I will lose myself," he said quietly.
"Stop thinking about it, Love; I love you and I'm your wife now. I'm all yours," Denise said, smiling at him.
"F*ck, you're already awake? Did you hear everything?" he was embarrassed to ask.
"Yeah, I heard it all from the beginning," Denise joked.