The highlight reel he'd prepared played on the massive screen—us holding hands walking into the chapel, the moment before he kissed me.
Then the footage cut.
An Audi, rocking rhythmically.
Naomi's breathy voice filled the banquet hall. "Alex... let's have a baby."
Alex was on top of her, face flushed. "Just got rid of one and you want another? Naomi, admit it—you're shameless."
"Shameless?" She laughed, hitting his chest playfully. "So what if I am? You still can't resist. Still sneaking around behind Stella's back to fuck me whenever you get the chance."
"Alex. Which one of us is really shameless?"
The moans kept going.
The room exploded.
"ALEX MASON!"
Before he could react, someone charged the stage and slammed a fist into his face.
"You fucking animal!" My cousin's eyes were wild, arm cocked for another blow. "Is this how you treat my sister?!"
Alex finally snapped back to reality, face white as a sheet. "It's not what you think—"
I was already on stage. I picked up the microphone, aimed it at him, and smiled.
"Alex Mason."
"I carefully prepared this wedding gift."
"Are you satisfied?"
