The press went into a frenzy to click photos of the leading couple who had locked their lips.

When Daryn pressed his lips to Dawn, she was shocked and her cheeks heated. Her eyes were open as Daryn slanted his lips on hers. When Daryn removed himself, he licked his lips and gave a wide unabashed smile to her. She chuckled and then they walked over to the table for the opening of the tournament. She gave a side-glance to Bree who was fuming.

Bree handed over the cake-cutting knife to Daryn. She touched his skin and briefly caressed it while biting her bottom lip. Daryn simply pulled the knife away from her and made Dawn hold it with him. The couple cut the cake amidst claps of the crowd, and Dawn made Daryn eat a big piece.

The reporters started clicking the photos again. This time they also asked questions.

"Mr. Silver, how do you feel now that you are about to become a father?" asked one of them.

Bree's face fell. Dawn was pregnant with his kids. Ever since she had come to Bainsburgh she had made great progress and all the time she had been here, she hadn't been able to impress even a single important dignitary of the city despite the fact the golf was a game, which attracted the rich and famous. She clenched her teeth and then muttered under breath, "Wench!" She looked at her with narrowed eyes feeling a burning sensation is her chest. The bitch had been better than her in the game and now she had picked the most influential man of the country. She didn't know how Dawn fared better than her in looks, but she got a pain in her chest from the jealousy that flared inside. She wanted to call Lily Wyatt and tell her about Dawn.

Daryn looked at his wife affectionately. He circled her shoulders and said, "I feel on top of the world. I am waiting for my baby to arrive and at the same time I hope that I will be able to pay the same kind of attention to my wife as I do now!"

Dawn jabbed his ribcage.

"Ouch!" Darn chuckled. "I think I will be sleeping on the couch today!"

The crowd laughed at the couple's antics.

"Miss Dawn, would you start playing golf again?" came another question.

"I hope so!" she replied.

Daryn interjected, "The opening shot will be by Dawn!"

Dawn turned her head with a grin towards Daryn and she mouthed 'Thank you'.

After a few more questions the crowd moved towards the tee-offs. Daryn gave Dawn the club to tee off and then went to stand right behind her. He held her waist in place and pressed himself against her hips shamelessly.

"What are you doing?" she asked, bewildered and embarrassed as she looked at the crowd who all had glint and excitement in their eyes.

"I am holding your waist darling so that you hit the shot properly," he replied brazenly.

"The only thing I am going to hit is you when I swing back! Your nose will break!"

"Ah! The only thing that would break is the shaft in your hand and not my face," he replied with pun intended. Golf stick is also called a shaft.

Dawn's face flushed scarlet red. She hunched over and looked down on the ground to suppress the giggle but failed. Daryn continued to hold her hips and press himself against her.

"You are so lewd!" she said.

Once again there were more pictures.

"You better tee off wife. The match needs to start now."

Now Dawn couldn't take a full swing. She took a small one and teed off. Her hips grounded against his shaft and he groaned. "By Skadi! I wanted to see you in this position for a long time," he whispered. "How would it be to fuck you in your golf attire?"

"Too erotic for you old man!" she turned and replied with a wink. "You won't be able to handle me."

"Woman, stop challenging me!" he growled.

"Husband, play the match. You will experience your fantasy if you win!"

"And I accept the gauntlet thrown, my lady!"

Dawn stepped away from the tee-off and the tournament commenced. She waved to Daryn before leaving the place to go back to the restaurant. Overall she was happy that she came. On her way back she saw Bree who was staring at her. Dawn ignored her and walked over the bridge to go to the restaurant. Her mood was lighter and she went to sit at a table that overlooked the course. A server came to ask her if she would like to have tea, and she nodded.

The restaurant was not fully occupied. There were only four more people sitting on the far corner who were the officials to compute the scores. Dawn loved the solitude.

While she was having tea, Bree came to her and sat down on a chair beside her. Dawn felt like getting up and going away from there, but she knew that others were watching them, so had to bear her. "What do you want?" she asked. "Oh! Before I forget, I know what you were trying to do there while cake cutting. You see he is Mr. Daryn Silver to you and not Daryn. If I find you invading his personal space again, I will come after you."

Bree's mind froze. She flinched. The bitch had the audacity to speak to her like this? Bree took a cigarette out of her pocket and lit it with a lighter. She pulled in a long suck and puffed it all out towards Dawn. "How did you make such great progress Dawn? How did you end up marrying the most eligible bachelor? As far as I remember your family had chucked you out."

Dawn shook her head. "That's none of your concern Bree. However, I see that you haven't made any progress. Only five years have passed and with me out of the scene of professional golf, you had your chance. I am genuinely surprised that instead of having a promising professional career that you used to dream about, you have become the plump Manager of the very course you played at?" She laughed. Then she paused and then held her chin in her hand, the elbow resting on her crossed legs. "But how can you say that my family chucked me out? For all you should know is that I was missing because that was what the press mentioned. So is it something that you know better than me?"

Bree coughed up at her question. That was such an insult.

"You should stash that cigarette," said Dawn with a frown and waited for her to answer.

"Helena was in charge of this place. She was the one who had hired me to look after the course once your father died. She confided things in me," said Bree with a shrug. "She was a beautiful woman with so much to give…" her voice trailed off. Then she gave a sharp look at Dawn and accused her, "You have taken Helena away from me. She was such a lovely person. You will pay for it Dawn!"