Amora.
I don't know what is happening.
One second, I was getting beaten up by Rocco, and now I am sitting here in a wedding dress. This beautiful white dress, covering my curves, the lace looking soft, bringing a glow to my face, is so beautiful. The soft brides of my hair make it look so fairy-like. The red lipstick on my lips looks hot, sexy and beautiful.
This is a dream.
everything is happening so fast. So fucking fast. Last week, I was in a house where I wouldn't even bear to breathe, I am getting married to the love of my life.
Mom and Dad said yes and in one week. We are getting married. I exhale and then breathe in, my stomach feeling up with butterflies and nervousness. My heart was beating at a rapid speed, and my hand was cold. Ice-cold.
I rub my hands together, hoping to warm them up god, I am so nervous. What is happening?
"ready?" Mom says, and I look at her, a nervous breath leaving my mouth. She sits beside
"Amor" " Mom says in her sweet, soft voice, her nickname for me.
She holds my hand, her warm hands covering my ice-cold hand. "I know, it's too fast, so much is happening at the same time. But it will be for the best. Everything will be good. And if it is not, then me and your dad are here for you. We are just one call away," she says, smiling at her and patting my head, reassuring me.
"and if you can't call your mom and dad, just call me, I will come and beat the shit out of him," a voice says, making me look at the door to see sample Mione leaning off the door frame with his hands crossed over his chest, a smirk on his face.
(if you want to know about Samuel, you can read his book, The Touch of Fate. It's completed)
I stand at my place, shocked that he is here. Why is he here?
Oh, how can I forget, he is best friends with Lex.
God, I am so stupid.
"you are so beautiful. How the hell did that bastard get you, Lex is so lucky. But if you ever want to leave him. Tell me, and I will make you disappear. He will never get to know where you are," he says, his eyes sparking with mischievousness.
A laugh leaves my mouth at his words.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine. And if he does something bad, he has to suffer. And in the outfit, they die"
My eyes were wide, and he laughed "Don't be so shocked, he hurts you, he will die. Your dad will kill him", he said, stating the truth.
Which is true.
Suppose Dad come to know that he hurt me. Dad will take me away from him.
It is so weird that I am going to marry my crush.
The person I never thought I would even be able to talk to and know I am getting married. Married to him.
This is a dream come true.
I nod at Samuel.
And the door opens, and Dad stands there, sadness in his eyes.
Oh god, I am leaving my dad once again. Both Samuel and Mom leave the room, giving space to Dad and me, mon goes towards Dad, kissing him softly on his cheek, squeezes Dad's hands and goes out of the room.
He comes inside and stands in front of me. And I hug him.
And the tears threaten to come out of my eyes. He doesn't hug me at first, but then his arms wrap around me in comforting warmth. Feeling all of his love, care, and affection.
We both come out of the hug and look at each other.
He is not the best at expressing his emotions. He always let his love be known with his actions. And he is best at that. His eyes are filled with tears.
"Why do daughters have to leave?" he asks. I bite my lips.
"I don't know," I say, because really, why do daughters need to leave their house and go live with someone else?
He hugs me once more, squeezing his arms around me.
"If you ever feel you need me----"
"I just need to call you", I say, completing his sentence.
The number of times I have heard his sentences today should be put for world record.
"many people have said this today" I nod my head, and he pats my head. And I smile at him.
"ready?" he asks.
"I am ready, are you?" I say. He exhales and shakes his head. A laugh at him.
He is never going to be ready.
He picks up the flower bouquet and gives it to me. He offers his arms, and I link both of our arms. And we start walking towards the venue.
The moment the doors open, my eyes widen at the beautiful scene before me. This is so beautiful. Everything is covered with lilies, baby breaths and lavenders, exactly like my flower bouquet. I am in awe, I look down, feeling shy as everyone's eyes are on me. I look at Dad, and he smiles. I look in front, and my eyes are connected to only the eyes I am searching in all of these.
Mr.lex.
Lex.
I can finally call him Lex.
He smiles at me.
Me and walk towards the stage. My dad looks at him, his eyes hard and strong, giving warning. And Lex lowers his head and nods. A silent promise to protect me.
He forwards his hand to me, and Dad leaves my side. I look at him, "Welcome" A smile creeps on my lips, and I keep my hand on his hand.
We both are just looking at each other.
I don't know what the officiant is saying until I hear the words, making my heart stop.
"do you, Lex macro Antoniano, take Amora Adam Russo to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish, in good and bad, in sickness and health, for as long as you both shall live?"
"I do" I look at him, overwhelmed with emotions, but his voice is. It is hard and straight, showing willingness.
"And do you, Amora Adam Russo, take lex marco Antonian to be your lawfully wedded husband to love and to cherish, in good times and bad, in sickness and health, for as long as you both shall live?"
"I do", I say, my eyes never leaving his.
A promise tying us together.
Forever.
To sickness and health. To love and be loved.
My eyes get filled with tears. My one-sided love ended. The pain is coming to an end. Everything that I dream of in my life. It is coming true.
"you may kiss the bride"
Lex comes close to me, wiping the tears that left my eyes.
"don't mia cara. Don't. Not the time to cry." he says, rubbing his thumb on my cheek.
He looks into my eyes and moves closer. My heart skips rapidly. And everything else becomes a blurb.
His lips touch me, awakening every cell in my body. He is kissing me.
I am kissing Lex.
His lips touch mine, and then he bites my lower, softly, bringing me out of the shock, he nibling and sucks my lower lips to his content. And I just stay still, too shocked at what is happening. He moves to my upper lips. Kissing it, sucking it. Licking it with his tongue.
My hands are on his shoulder, griping his shit in a tight grip, and his hands are on my waist. Holding me in place, which is right. Because I am so weak in my knees. Losing all sense of my body.
He pulls back, "Baby, please kiss me back" his voice is so strong and filled with desires, and his lips are once again on my lips.
And I don't know what takes hold over that I kiss him back.
Sucking his lower lip, and he kisses my back. My eyes close, savouring the beautiful feelings.
My hands leave his shoulder and move to his neck, pulling him in. And he smiles into the kiss as if happy that I did that.
My heart is beating so loud that you can hear it. His fingers are on my waist. Sending currents through my body as he brushes and sucks my lips.
Everything around us disappeared.
We pull apart, but his eyes never leave mine, and his lips have lipstick marks on them. I remove it from my hand, and then he holds my hand in his, kissing it softly.
He rubs my lips with his hands.
"I can't wait to kiss you more and do so much more with you tonight, Mia Moglie"
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