Chapter 6

• It was finally time for me to go in as the song, "Can't Help Falling in Love with You," was played. I locked my hands with my father before we marched down the aisle with my face down.
• Unknowingly, I clenched tighter into my dad's arm and only when I felt his warm hand on mine did I look at his side and realize what happened.
• After whispering " I love you" and hugging me once more, I was handed over to my husband.
• I had been avoiding any form of contact with him, but when I finally looked at him, I did a double take. I was beyond stunned.
• Victoria's description did him no justice. He had the most intense blue eyes that I had ever seen and a firm jawline. His chest gave a new definition to broad and his suit fitted him perfectly in every area, and for a moment I wondered how he looked without a shirt.
• He was beautiful.
• I know it sounds weird when you call a man beautiful, but I was at a loss for words to describe him.
• I gave him a small smile, but instead I was met with his emotionless stare. Okay then, I guess I wasn’t the only one against the marriage, judging from his expression.
• I totally turned out the pastor and only turned in when I needed to say “ I do"
• Like I have any other choice!
• Cue the eye rolling.
• We exchanged rings and when he said, "You may kiss your bride," I froze. I looked up at him and he looked hesitant as his eyes left mine for a moment.
• Finally, there was something we all agreed on.
• A light and silent sigh left my lips as I momentarily lowered my eyes away from him. Looking back once more, I saw him taking a step closer.
• Wait!:
• Does he really want to kiss me?
• He stopped once in front of me, staring down into my eyes, and I couldn't look away either . I'm pretty sure the surprise expression displayed well across my face and the look in my eye warned him not to dare do what I think he's about to do.
• Regardless, he leaned closer and closer so much that my heart started to race faster in my chest. An inch closer to touching our lips, I slightly turned my head away, clearly rejecting his advance. That should be enough to retract him.
• right!.
• Instead, I felt his hand slide into my back and before I realized what was happening, he pulled me even closer till there was no space between us. The moment my eyes met his, his lips locked on mine.
• My heart raced so fast that I feared it might jump out of my chest and end up malfunctioning.
• I was frozen. I couldn't do anything. His lips felt so nice and soft on mine.
• His kiss deepened and I felt his hand tighten a bit as I surrendered, my eyes slowly shut.
• He abruptly pulled away from the kiss, and as I flutter my eyes open, I met a pair of eyes staring down at me, and I noticed something different in them.
• Applause erupted and he looked away as we jogged back to reality.
• His hand left my back as he stepped away. A strange feeling took over as I watched him try so hard not to meet my eyes anymore.
• What does this actually mean...?
• Why did he kiss me like that? Why did it feel so familiar?
• And most of all, why did I kiss him back?
• I shrugged it off, not putting too much thought into it.
• The reception was beautiful, but I wasn't interested. Nervousness was eating me up and I only replied with a thank you to anyone who came and congratulated me when I didn't even know half of them.
• I was dancing to a slow song with my head rest on my dad's shoulder. It felt nice and comforting, until it was disrupted by Giovanni.
• “Excuse me, can I have a dance with my wife?"
• "Of course, son," dad said as he gave my hands to him, but not before placing a kiss on my head.
• The song Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran was playing in the background.
• " You look stunning, if it isn't obvious," Giovanni says, complimenting me.
• " Thank you, you lo...ok handsome too." I stutter, not expecting his voice to sound so sexy and deep.
• An amused look grazed his face as his eyes twinkled. We kept on staring at each other, not looking away as if we were captivated.
• The sound of the MC pulled us out of our moment as we were asked to cut the cake.
• Giovanni was beside me and put his hands around my waist, but he was too stiff and I became uncomfortable in his hold. His change of altitude made me wonder if I imagined everything that happened a few hours ago. After finally saying good bye to our family and guests, we were ushered into a car, which took us to the hotel we were staying at.
• The hotel was marvellous, and shockingly, not! It belongs to the Reeves. We were directed to the penthouse, which was on the last floor. It had two rooms, making me grateful .
• " I'm going to leave you to freshen up. Do you need me to order anything for you?" Giovanni asked.
• We were having a good time one minute, and then he went cold.
• " No, thank you. I'm just going to sleep. "
• " We leave at 8 tomorrow morning, so get up early."
• " Sure, no problem," I said, rolling my eyes.
• He walked out after giving a stiff nod.
• " We leave by 8 tomorrow" I said mimicking his voice as I tried to make my gaze hard and dangerous like him.
• I sigh walking into the bathroom to freshen up, I was grateful to Vicki for packing me a bag consisting of a night wear and a clothe to wear tomorrow, the rest of my stuff were sent to Giovanni place. After freshening up, I plopped into the bed drifting off to Dreamland.