Chapter 2

• “Where the hell is your daughter?” Mr Tamas squeezed the arm of his wife the moment he got to the spot she was standing, outside the church. And she flinched immediately.
• Thankfully, they were both not in the middle of a lot of perring eyes. Thanks to Dane Belmont who had specifically requested for a private wedding. Just a few relatives business partners and other dignitaries were invited.
• Mrs Tamas on the other hand still had her eyes out, searching for her daughter who was supposed to be there already.
• “Why did you leave her all by herself? You know better than anyone that your daughter is up to no good especially in this situation which she was forced into.” Mr Tamas went on saying.
• “She asked me to leave her for a bit. She needed some time alone for herself. What do you expect me to do? It's not as if she's going to run anywhere.” Mrs Tamas responded.
• “Well, what if she does? What on earth are you going to do about it?” He questioned, gripping her harder.
• “Mr. Tamas.” They both heard immediately, and turned to see who it was.
• It was the first time dear Tamas was seeing a priest with a frown on his face. Dressed in his all white priestly garment, the young priest walked hurriedly towards them right after they turned to face him.
• “We're running out of time. I need to know what is going on.” He finally said.
• “Uhm - I - we're sorry priest. The bride is on her way. There was just a little delay. You know how these brides can get.” Mr Tamas said and let out a nervous chuckle at his last statement.
• However, not even a smile nor scoff escaped the lips of the priest who just walked back into the church.
• “I really do not understand what the hell was going on in your head when you left her all by herself to come down here. Do you want to turn us into a family of mockery?” Mr Tamas huffed, and paced up and about.
• “Mum, dad.” They heard.
• “You -” Mr Tamas took a quick walk to his daughter, passing her a stern look.
• “Mr Tamas.” Alexia's soon to be mother in law called their attention, causing a quick stop in the heavy words he was about to lash out on his daughter.
• Without informing her, he fixed his hands into Alexia's, prepared to walk her into the church, down the aisle. Then he made a turn to face Mrs. Belmont. However, she also wore a frown on her face.
• Without saying a word further, she walked back into the church. And they followed suit.
• Then, the solemn music began, informing the guests of the arrival of the bride..
• Each step they took into the church, brought a pang of pain into dear Alexia's heart. Questions on if she had made the right decision kept running through her head.
• Dane, on the other hand found himself deeply lost in thought too, with the similar question running through his head.
• Although he found it weird that his eyes couldn't leave Alexia as her father walked her down the aisle to hand her over to him. Her white flowery gown caught his attention quite fast. He observed how simple it was despite expecting something elaborate and more classy like he guessed other ladies would have chosen. Especially since they were getting married to a billionaire. Her hair was packed in a ponytail while she wore a simple make up.
• Again, Alexia was building up an unwanted curiosity from Dane.
• What on earth was it about this woman that irked him so much? He wondered.
• “Here you go Dane.” Mr Tamas said with a smile curved on his face as he handed his daughter over.
• Dane was humble enough to return the smile back while he held onto his wife to be.
• Both of them didn't spare each other a glance. After all, they understood perfectly well that it was arranged.
• In over a few minutes, the wedding was done and the newly wedded were off to their new home for their honeymoon.
• Unlike other women leaving their parents house, the place they've lived all their life, Alexia didn't shed a tear. Rather she took a last look at her parents before she walked into the car that drove off to her new house. And they knew. They understood the message she was trying to pass.
• “Drop the keys on the table and leave.” Dane said to the driver the moment they arrived at the Mansion.
• The young driver did as he was told immediately and closed shut the door immediately he walked out.
• While Alexia found her way around the mansion, searching for her supposed room, she got more confused when she realized that since she got in, no servant had walked in.
• Where had they suddenly gone to? There was no way it could be possible for a billionaire like Dane not to have servants.
• “And where do you think you're going to?” Dane's voice stopped Alexia in her track.
• She hesitated before turning to face him. His face held the same stoic expression she recognized on her father.
• “I'm finding the way to my room of course.” She managed to respond. The last thing she wanted was having a conversation with the one person she presumed to be the cause of her problems.
• “Do you think your room is different from mine?” He smirked.
• “I don't get. Are we supposed to stay in the same room when all of this is fake?” Alexia questioned back. Again, she was giving Dane multiple reasons to wanting to hate her even more.
• “I think you might be forgetting. But then, it's not too late for me to bring back your memory.” Dane said as he took his steps closer towards her. He stopped the moment he was satisfactorily close enough to her.
• Alexia held herself back from taking a step backward. Even if she wanted to get so far away from him, she found herself deeply rooted to that spot.
• “I gave your father a condition before getting married to you. And now, I have to make a thorough check of that condition.” Dane said, a mischievous grin suddenly formed on his face.
• “And what condition is that?” Curiosity got the best of Alexia.
• “Are you a virgin?” Dane asked. Disbelief quickly curved up on Alexia's face. However, before she could make a response, Dane pressed his lips against hers, kissing her harshly. Alexia found herself struggling to set herself free. Sadly, Dane's grip over her was stronger.
• He carried her in his arms the moment he stopped kissing her, while he found his way to the bedroom.
• “Fucking put me down!” she kept struggling.
• “Well, not until I'm done with my thorough check.” Dane said adamantly.
• At that moment, Alexia found the hatred for her father grow the more.
• The moment he got into the room, he threw her harshly on the bed, and began to hurriedly pull off his clothes.
• Alexia tried to get up, but he was quick enough to push her back to the bed.
• “Don't tell me the famous billionaire is suddenly going to turn into a rapist.” Alexia said immediately, and he stopped in his action.
• What was he doing? He found himself suddenly asking.
• Without saying anything else, he began to put on back his clothes. He turned back to leave the moment he was done. He couldn't tell what might have gotten over him to suddenly think of having sex with a woman he didn't give two fucks about as a way of confirmation.
• “Hold on. Are you suddenly leaving? That's it?” Alexia's voice caused a pause in his steps.
• “What the hell so you want? Do you expect me to touch you?” He questioned, his voice washed down in disdain.
• “How do you confirm your condition then?” Alexia found herself asking.
• “I have other ways.” Dane responded and turned to leave. “Get ready, we would be leaving for the hospital tomorrow morning.” he said on a final note.
• “No. That's not happening.” Alexia said, and jumped off from the bed, towards him. Unexpectedly, she wrapped her hands around his neck, and pressed her lips against his.