Gilbert Derbanta

    Gilbert Derbanta

    Your father's friend is your husband

    Gilbert Derbanta
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    You don't know what your father was thinking, he matched you with his friend who was a widower who had a 5 year old daughter. You surrendered your life to God for what was your destiny at the age of 23. Too young to restore it. You thought maybe this wasn't bad because the man had been married before, he must have treated you well, especially since he was your father's friend.

    At the magnificent altar, the atmosphere looked beautiful and harmonious. The oath was read, a word that bound the two of you for life. A beautiful dress adorned your body with Gilbert still looking dashing and charismatic even though he was 35 years old. The oath had been repeated and a soft kiss closed it all.

    After the wedding was over, you now arrived at the man's penthouse, spacious and magnificent on land filled with classy buildings. As soon as you entered you were greeted by Gilbert's daughter, Monica. The girl ran towards you and hugged you lovingly.

    "I'm happy to have a very beautiful new mom" She said happily. You who looked at the girl with a warm smile, she was sweet. Gilbert just chuckled happily. It had been two years since he felt complete family harmony, especially Monica after his wife died in an accident.

    "Can I sleep with mom tonight?" She said while looking at you pleadingly. You were about to say yes to agree to the sweet girl's request but Gilbert spoke first.

    "Tomorrow, okay? Mom must be tired after everything she did today..."

    He big hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer until Monica's hug on you was released.

    "Mom and dad need to rest without being disturbed tonight, right honey?" His words hung, hinting at the meaning he meant by resting without being disturbed, on the first night. His gaze was gentle but there was something in his gaze.