Unsacred Matrimony

By Chastity Adams

Three couples captivated by emotion are determined to hold tight to the oaths they made to one another. As they indulge in battling circumstances. They soon discover that getting married was the easy part, but making a marriage work will prove to be more challenging than they expected. Will they be able to remain true to one another, or will mistrust, envy, and a shocking reveal destroy their sacred vows? Chasity Adams takes you through riveting series of events as she shows why even the most powerful marriages wind up being an Unsacred Matrimony!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Chastity Adams
• Release date: Dec 21, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370484317

Chastity Adams

Chastity Adams was born on May 31, 1982 in Wilson North Carolina. She grew up in the small town Stantonsburg, North Carolina. She was raised by her grandmother, Josephine Jacob Johnson. Because of her shyness, the things that she wanted to express but could not say seemed to come out easier on paper. And when she was eleven years old her grandmother bought her a diary as a Christmas gift. Which Chastity soon realized that not only was writing fun, it was also therapeutic, and there was power in putting a pen to paper. She immediately fell in love with the passion of being able to creatively express herself. Her writing started out simple with diary entries and poetry. When she got to high school and became involved in relationships, drama, sex, all the trials teenagers go through, she began recording these events in the form of short stories, pulling inspiration from friends and classmates, along with her own personal experiences which brought her stories to life. After the passing of her grandmother on December 3, 1999, Chastity started writing more and more, sometimes all day, writing was her outlet from the pain she constantly felt as she tried to adjust to life without her grandmother. Chastity Adams started out as a self-published author under the pen name Miss Radiance pushing her work with the help of amazon.com, Createspace, and Kindle Direct Publishing. She did this for two years until she signed with G Street Chronicles in January 2015. This deal opened doors to a new reading market for her, and also made it possible for her to meet, get to know, and be inspired, by her now Mentor Best Selling Author of The Pussy Trap Series...NeNe Capri. No longer affiliated with G Street Chronicles and back on her grind as an independent author, she felt it was time for a new, sexier, more edgy and mature brand so Chastity Adams was born. She has currently released her first of many novels to come. Her first erotic romance titled Treacherous Desire is available on amazon.com and Queencitybullies.com. She is also working on her next release Unsacred Matrimony, schedule to be released this fall, as well as many other literary works opportunities. Chastity Adams is dedicated to becoming an all-around literary business woman. Her career is her passion so if she could choose one thing to do for the rest of her life, writing would definitely be it. When you have something that you love and it completes you, like writing does for Chastity Adams there's nothing that can compare to that type of joy and happiness. Although she is very shy and still at times struggles with expressing herself verbally, something magical happens when she puts her pen to paper. Everything she wants to say and everything she feels oozes out. Chastity Adams is a single mother of one little girl, who is the light of her world, her ultimate pride and joy. Chastity Adams writes because of the love and passion she has for her craft, her main purpose is to entertain, take away stress and anxiety, or just brighten up someone else's day with her characters and the stories they tell. Please join Chastity Adams on her journey and enjoy the many blessings as they unfold.

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UNSACRED MATRIMONY

UNSACRED

MATRIMONY

By: Chastity Adams

Copyright © 2017 Chastity Adams

C. Adams Presents, LLC

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.

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Dedication

This book is dedicated to those of you who still believe in true love, companionship, friendship, and that happily ever after that marriage promises to bring. To those of you who are willing and looking and desiring to still get married and stay married in today’s society that we live in. To my aunt Delores and my Uncle Arthur Lewis who have been married for over forty years plus and still going strong. I hope to have a marriage like y’all one day, a marriage that won’t be taken lightly and will last the tests of time. Thank you for being such a positive example for so many of us!!!!!!

PROLOGUE

"I hope y’ all don’t have nothing too crazy planned." Trent darted his eyes at his best man, Travis who also happened to be his identical twin brother.

"Don’t worry ‘bout nothing bro’ we got you." Travis replied.

Trent shook his head and smirked. That’s exactly what I’m afraid of.

"How about you let us do what we do, and just enjoy your last night as a free man, before you tie the knot for the third fuckin’ time." His older brother Kendrick commented shaking his head disappointedly.

"What Kenny, why you shaking your head?" Trent quizzed knowing there was something on his mind.

"I can’t figure out why you wanna put yourself through this shit all over again. You ain’t tired of gettin’ played by these thirsty ass bitches yet?"

"Hey, watch your mouth man. I told y’ all a hundred times Lyric is different. She ain’t like the women I fucked around with before. She’s the real deal."

"If you say so." Kendrick replied sarcastically.

"Didn’t he say that about the last one and the one before that?" Travis joked nudging Kendrick in the side.

"Fuck y’ all, how ‘bout that!" Trent spat, getting irritated and slightly pissed.

"Okay…okay…chill out everybody. Let’s not ruin the mood before we even get the party started." Travis advised, thankful they were finally pulling up to their destination.

The Infinite Lounge was one of Hollywood’s most popular. Well-known for its décor, celebrity guests, live entertainment, massive game room, private entertainment rooms, three VIP sections, surround sound mega DJ Booth, and a heavy variety of food and beverages. On weekends it was known for its live, erotic, adult entertainment. They entered the building and were escorted by two beautiful hostess dressed in sexy little, cute, escort skirt outfits, and banging two inch heels. They escorted them to the private entertainment area upstairs. As they entered the elevator Trent struggled to resist the sudden urge of arousal rushing through him. He exhaled and grumbled dreading deep in the pit of his stomach that this was just the beginning of what was yet to come.

The elevator opened on their designated floor. Travis, Kendrick, and the rest of Trent’s entourage exited the elevator anxious and excited. You would’ve thought they were little boys in a toy store or a candy store. Trent on the other hand was hesitant and a little skeptical.

"Come on, what you waitin’ for" Travis turned back and asked.

"I ain’t feelin’ this Travis." Trent replied slowly stepping out the elevator finally.

"Trent you need to let yourself live a little tonight. Tomorrow you start a new chapter of your life and this shit here, Travis raised his arms looking around. This shit here…is gonna be off limits for you." He advised.

"You don’t know that for sure?" Trent joked.

"Sheeeiitt…with that prissy ass, holier than thou woman you’re marrying, you’d be lucky if you get a strip tease at home let alone outside the house."

"Shut up, leave my wife alone."

"Hey I love Lyric, she fine as hell, thick as fuck, smart as shit, and has a heart of gold, she every man’s dream, but…you can have all that. I don’t need that shit. All I need a bitch to do is fuck me real good, suck my dick with skills, and make me a hot home cooked meal, half naked every once and again and I’m good."

"You stupid. Sometimes I wonder the hell we’re twins?" Trent sarcastically commented.

"Me too, now let’s get this party jumping off."

"Look I’m gonna try to enjoy myself, but if this shit jumps off too crazy I’m out!"

"You whipped nigga and that’s a damn shame cause Lyric ain’t even gave you no pussy yet!"

"Whatever, let’s go." Trent mumbled.

Travis put his hands on Trent’s shoulders and pushed him forward. He led him over to the chair sitting directly in the middle of the floor, and pushed him down in it.

"Don’t fuckin’ move." Travis commanded, pointing at him.

"Shut up and get this over with." Trent said with a creased forehead.

Two women approached him, one was about five feet four inches tall, caramel skinned, green contacts in her eyes, thick arched eyebrows, long hair touching her shoulders, sexy high cheekbones, full lips, succulent breasts, a banging ass, and she was dressed in a red g string, thong, lingerie set and matching red heels. The other woman was brown skinned, five feet seven or eight, natural almond colored eyes, dimples, and short hair, she was dressed in a sexy leopard skin outfit and black heels. The caramel chick straddled Trent’s lap, making sure she placed her pussy directly on his crotch, feeling his package perfectly as it quickly swelled. The other brown skinned chick walked behind him and started sliding her hands down his chest and gently kissed the back of his neck.

"We heard you’re getting married tomorrow and needs the royal treatment tonight." The caramel chick whispered in his ear, gently biting his lobe, and slowly gyrating his dick.

"Is that true?" the chick behind him asked, leaning into him, resting her head on his shoulders, licking the back of his other ear.

Shivers shot up Trent’s spine, causing him to rock up. The more they touched, kissed, and danced on him the harder he became. As he began to feel like he was going to bust, he snatched the hands of the chick that was massaging him from behind and removed them, then he lifted the chick on his lap off. He stood up out of the chair. The women eyed him strangely.

"Thanks ladies but I don’t need this so you were wrongfully informed." He walked away not looking back, but could hear the women talking about him.

"Such a fuckin’ pussy." One barked.

"Exactly, but you gotta admire his commitment though."

"Please Amber that shit will be over in less than a year, no marriages…or relationships for that matter last now-a-days and if you haven’t noticed bitch we don’t live fairy tale lives."

Trent was glad he finally made it to the elevator and could no longer hear the women he’d just rejected.

"Aye yo’ Trent where you rushing off to?" his best friend Lamar questioned, catching him as the elevator doors opened.

"Tell my brothers I appreciate them doing all this for me, but I had to bounce. I will see y’ all tomorrow."

"So you gonna cut out on your own bachelor party. Why?"

"Cause I love and respect my woman too much to let myself get caught up in this bullshit. So tell my brothers what I said and y’ all can knock yourselves out."

Trent stepped into the elevator and watched Lamar shaking his head, before the doors finally shut. He didn’t feel no remorse about leaving, as he called for an Uber anxious to get back to his hotel. He was tired anyway and the only thing he wanted to do was sleep, and then get up the next morning and finally make Lyric the next and hopefully the last Mrs. Trent David Macey!

CHAPTER ONE

The alarm on the night-stand blared, Trent lifted his head up from under the covers and reached over to the dresser, grabbing his phone, turning the alarm off. He looked at the time, it was 6:00 a.m., he willed himself out of bed, and got ready to jump in the shower. As soon as he stepped in the bathroom and turned the water on, his fiancée’s ringtone The Most Beautiful Girl In the World by Prince alerted him.

Hey, beautiful! Trent smiled.

What’s up, baby? Lyric asked.

I’m wiped out, but I’m all good.

Uh huh, I bet you are. Lyric sucked her teeth loud enough so Trent could hear it through the phone. Guess that was one hell of a bachelor party?

Trent laughed, at the evident attitude in her tone.

Baby you don’t have to stress about last night.

Really so nothing happened and y’ all behaved like perfect gentlemen, with strippers running a-muck?

Lyric it was a bachelor party of course everybody didn’t behave, but when things got too hot, I rolled out. If you don’t believe me, ask my brothers.

I didn’t say, I don’t believe you. I was just curious.

Oh ok. So, are you ready for today Mrs. Macey?

"Am I ready? You’re the one who’s done this three times."

Well, this ain’t your first time at the rodeo either missy.

True, but I’m ready this time around, and I have a good feeling about this.

"I’m ready baby, and trust me this is going to be my best and my last marriage. I feel like this is the real deal and you’re finally the right one."

Lyric blushed. I’m glad you chose me to be the woman you want to spend the rest of your life with again.

Me too, but, we better get off this phone. We have a busy day ahead of us.

Ok. I love you Trent! I can’t wait to be your wife!

I love you too Lyric and I can’t wait to be your husband.

Trent couldn’t stop smiling as he hung up the phone, he hurried to the bathroom to finish his shower. The first item on Trent’s agenda, was the most important as far as he was concerned. He had to stop by the barber shop, to get his hair freshly cut, trimmed, and lined, and his beard neatly and evenly shaved. The barbershop he attended is the same one he’s been going to since he was seven-years old. Trent and his brothers were well known at Caesar’s Cuts & Trims.

When Trent was fourteen he got his first job working at Caesar’s Cuts & Trims. Being that the shop was owned by Trent’s uncle David Caesar his mom’s older brother. He got the privilege of working there from age fourteen until he graduated high school. Even now this is the only barbershop he comes to get his hair and beard fresh. When he entered the door, everyone clapped and congratulated him.

I can’t believe you’re about to do this again man. His uncle David said approaching him, slapping his shoulders, and leading him over to his chair.

How many times I gotta tell y’ all, that I love Lyric? Trent said as he sat down. She’s the one I can feel it! A smile stretched across his face.

David grabbed the clippers, hanging on his mirror, and cleaned them, before beginning to line Trent’s waved fade. "Nephew you thought the same thing about Tiffany and Rhonda. We all know how those bitches turned out." David tilted Trent’s head and reposition the clippers to line the sides of his fade.

Uncle D, Lyric’s nothing like Tiffany or Rhonda.

You mean she’s not a lying hustler like Tiffany, and she’s not a hoe like Rhonda. David poured alcohol in his hands and smacked the back of his neck and sides.

U-u-ncle… Trent had to paused his speaking until the sting of the alcohol subsided. Uncle D I’m gonna need to you to lay off talking about them like that, especially Rhonda.

Why? After how they treated you, you better be glad that’s all I have to say about them right now.

I understand that, but Rhonda’s the mother of my son. Trent felt he was obligated to speak up in Rhonda’s defense. I have to respect her as long as she’s taking care of my son. Lyric, is totally different from Tiffany and Rhonda. She’s everything I’ve been looking for in a woman. That day she walked into my dealership I knew she was the one for me.

Trent, you know I love you, like a son. I just wanna make sure you know what you’re getting into before you make the same mistake again.

I love you too Uncle D, this isn’t a mistake. I’m still pissed that you ain’t coming though.

Boy, I went to your first two marriages and they ain’t last long enough for nothing. But, seriously if I didn’t have to take care of things round here, you know I’d be there.

Yeah, yeah I know. Trent gave himself a once over in the hand mirror David placed in front of him. His goatee and beard was shaped perfectly, his hair was lined and trimmed to his liking, and his waves were deep, dark, and natural. Thanks for the talk, the cut, and the trim. I’ll let y’all know how things went down when I come back from our honeymoon. Trent, pulled out his wallet to pay David.

David pushed his hand away, shaking his head. Nah, nephew this one’s on the house. Enjoy your day and holla me when you get back. They gave each other dap and embraced.

******

As Trent left the barber shop to get to complete the next task on his list. Lyric was at the beauty salon getting her hair done, usually she loved being there hearing the stylist tell stories about their lives and relationships or lack thereof. Today, however was different, because every woman in the salon had one thing or another to say about Trent.

The first stylist, closet to the door, turned from her customer, Girl, you better be glad you grabbed him before I did. She smirked licking her lips.

I know that’s right, Lyric girl that man is fine, sexy, and most importantly rich. The salon owner commented smiling.

Lyric rolled her eyes coldly and sucked her teeth with apparent attitude. Yep, and even more importantly he’s mine! Back off ladies or things might get ugly up in here. Lyric cut her eyes at all the women in the shop.

Despite her expressing to the women how she felt. The comments about Trent continued. Although upset, Lyric let it go and remained quiet so she could get her hair done in peace. Deep down she was kind of flattered that the women thought so highly of Trent. That made her more anxious to marry him. Lyric left her annoyance in the shop and hurried home so she’d be there when her friends arrived.

Sierra and Natavia arrived at Lyric’s Malibu Beach condo the same time she did, they rushed out of their cars and embraced each other. The three of them have been inseparable since high school. They’ve always been close like sisters.

This is quite a surprise Lyric. I never thought I’d see this day after everything that jackass put you through. Natavia inquired breaking their embrace. She turned back to her blue BMW convertible, popped the trunk, and grabbed her dress.

Me either, but Trent is everything I’ve been praying for. Lyric beamed with joy.

Well, I’m happy for you and I wish you the best of luck.

Thanks Tay.

I hope you and Trent have a blessed marriage Lyric’. Sierra commented, as the three of them walked to Lyric’s front door.

Thanks Sierra.

Lyric and Natavia sat down on the couch and Sierra flopped down in the matching recliner.

I’m still tripping over the fact that you’ve been with this man for over a year and still haven’t gave up the pussy yet. How the hell did you manage that? Natavia cut her eyes at Lyric, as she slipped off her heels and waited for an answer.

Lyric sucked in air, then slowly exhaled, I’m not going to lie; it hasn’t been easy. There have been nights when I wanted to just rip that man’s clothes off. There have even been nights when I wished he’d just take it at least one time.

The three ladies busted out laughing.

So why didn’t you make the first move? Sierra shrugged. I know I would have, with no hesitation.

Because we vowed not to have sex until our wedding day. I fornicated with Randy before we got married and that’s probably why he tried to kill me afterwards. God was probably punishing me for breaking my vow. Lyric replied.

Sierra’s eyes widened. First of all God isn’t that cruel. Secondly Randy didn’t try to kill you cause y’ all fornicated; he tried to kill you because his ass is crazy. It’s not God’s fault or yours that you married a psycho. The bitterness in Sierra’s tone was evident.

Lyric’s eyes narrowed. I just believe Trent and I will have a better chance at our happily ever after, by starting off the right way and keeping our vow not only to God but to each other.

Natavia threw her hands up. All right ladies; matron of honor taking charge. The wedding starts in four hours; we need to stop all this chit chat and get dressed.

******

Man, I can’t believe you gave up that bomb ass penthouse to stay in this hotel. Travis glared at Trent shaking his head; looking around as they entered Trent’s suite at the Hilton.

Trent shrugged his shoulders. Nigga, I told you Lyric and I are moving in together when the house is finished.

So everything you do now is all about Lyric? What about you Trent? Kendrick asked.

Trent smiled widely, Man, look as long as Lyric’s happy, I’m good.

Kendrick hugged him. Well I’m happy for you bro. It’s about time you found the right woman.

Travis sighed. Me too and don’t worry. I’m gonna make sure you get down that aisle and marry that woman, if it’s the last thing I do.

Thanks Travis. I’m glad you’re my best man.

I’m your twin brother who else would qualify to be your best man?

He could’ve chosen me. After all I am older and smarter than both of y’ all knuckleheads. Kendrick joked.

Three hours later they arrived at Trent’s parents church Brand New Life Church of Deliverance. Trent was dressed to perfection, his groomsmen were dressed to impress, his best man was right by his side, and his son Isaiah was ready to walk down the aisle with the rings. Now all Trent had to do was wait for his beautiful wife to be to come down that aisle.

CHAPTER TWO

Lyric sat in the church’s dressing room having a nervous breakdown. Natavia, Sierra, her mom Melinda Newsome and her sister Stephanie Greenwood; all tried to comfort her. They were on a mission to make sure this day went smoothly. Natavia gave Lyric a bottle of water to calm her nerves and Melinda massaged her shoulders to help her relax.

I thought it was usually the guy who acted a fool on their wedding day not the woman. Sierra snickered trying to lighten the mood.

Lyric ignored Sierra’s joke, I’m so nervous y’ all. What if I get to the altar and don’t want to do this? What if he decides he doesn’t want to get married again? Or what if we get married and he tries to kill me like Randy did? Lyric opened the bottled water with shaky hands.

Now it’s making sense. You’re having second thoughts because you keep thinking about what Randy did to you. Stephanie acknowledged eyeing her sister closely.

Lyric nodded her head and her eyes welled with tears, How can I not think about it, Stephanie?

Because you have a good man out there waiting to marry you. After you get married you need to get some help like I told you to do when all that stuff with Randy happened. Your best friend is a therapist I’m sure she won’t mind helping you.

Natavia put her hands on Lyric’s shoulder; I wouldn’t mind at all. Lyric, whenever you’re ready all you have to do is say the word.

We’ll see, but right now ladies I need a few minutes, if y’ all don’t mind. Lyric got up from her chair in front of the mirror to escort them out.

All right ladies let’s give her some space. Baby, yell for us if you need anything. Melinda said; kissing her youngest daughter on the forehead.

Thanks mom I love you.

I love you too.

Lyric lay still on the couch, with her eyes closed, as soon as she began to calm down there was a familiar knock at the door. She got up, opened the door, and in walked her father. Charles Newsome had to fight back tears as he looked at his baby girl; to him she looked like an angel.

Well, look at my Baby girl…you are beautiful. Trent is one lucky man. I hope he knows that. Charles said hugging her.

Thank you Daddy. Trust me, he knows. Lyric responded.

Charles raised his arms. So what is this nonsense I hear about you being scared to marry him?

I’m just, not sure if we should get married today. Lyric shrugged.

Of course you’re getting married today. Lyric, I know a good man when I see one. Honey; Trent is the best man for you and you’ll never meet anyone who is going to treat you better than him. If you let him go; you’ll be making the biggest mistake of your life. But you’re grown, so you have to make that decision for yourself.

At that moment it was as if a switch flicked on and Lyric had the clarity she was searching for. Her father was over-protective of her and had disapproved of every boyfriend she ever had. Him approving and speaking so positively about Trent. Let her know he was the one and she’d be a fool to let him go due to her own insecurities. She thanked God for sending her father in there to help open her eyes. With her father’s reassurance, she took a deep breath, and called the ladies back in.