Alexander left no room for argument when he ended the call. Now here I was in some hotel room getting my hair and makeup done by a wedding stylist. She didn't talk to me unless it was necessary.

At first, she ordered me to lay on the bed and proceeded to wax my entire body. Even going as far as giving me a Brazilian wax. She left a little strip down there claiming that it added to the character.

I had never been waxed before, I've only shaved so it was natural for my eyes to water seeing that it was my first time. It really hurt but apparently, I would get used to it going forward.

After that she gave me a basket of showering products including an exfoliant, a coffee scrub and shampoo and conditioner especially suited for curly hair. Not the cheap, regular set I usually purchase.

She did my hair in an updo and kept my makeup simple enough. I had on a light pink lipstick that looked natural and a glowy blush that made my face look beautiful and radiant. My eyebags and dark circles were effectively covered up and in addition to the stylist, there were 2 nail technicians present. One working on my hands and one working on my toes.

I had never had my nails done before so I didn't really know what to expect but I just went along with it.

I was too occupied with all the waxing, pulling, tweezing, exfoliating and nail filing to actually properly think about what was going to happen in the next few minutes. Was I really going to make a lifelong commitment to someone like Alexander? I'm not even thinking straight. What is happening with me right now?

He could be kind and sweet at times, but he was such a rough man. I didn't know if I could keep up with that. I also don't know the slightest thing about him. I have a million questions lined up that he needs to answer for me.

At the end of the day, as much as I hate to admit it, he was right. What did I have left besides 2 exhausting jobs and a ton of loneliness? I really had nothing going for me and he has the power to give me all my dreams and desires.

Maybe I wouldn't have to work so hard from now on? And maybe I could go back to school and get a real degree and then get a real job?

The stylist's phone rang loudly in the quiet room. She was done with my hair and makeup and all that was left is the two nail technicians to finish what they were doing.

"Yes Mr Viotto?... Yes sir. She just needs to change into her dress and then I will send her down in the next 10 minutes."

The nail techs were finally done and I looked to see both my toes and finger nails in pure white. I was impressed at how good it looked.

"Miss Rachel, your gown is over there and there should be a jewellery delivery any minute now," the stylist said as the 2 nail techs left the room. She pointed at by the window where a hook was on the wall holding my wedding dress.

She opened the wardrobe and pulled out a shoebox along with a white lingerie set. I visibly gulped at the sight. If Alexander was rough and harsh in the simplest of tasks, I can only imagine what he'd do to me in that context.

I shakily went closer to the lingerie set and changed into it with the help of the stylist. I don't even know her name because she was extremely unfriendly, but she untied my robe and helped me step into the panties. She didn't allow me to wear the bra and garter set though.

Thereafter she brought my gown down from the hook and took it off the hanger. I didn't even know what it looked like because it was brought in minutes ago but the material felt extremely comfortable and soft.

She adjusted it for me and then I realised that she didn't allow me to wear a bra because the back was completely opened. It was a stunning gown. Long sleeves and the soft bridal applique made the gown look flawless.

It was completely different from what I had imagined my wedding gown to look like. I always thought that I'd have a big poofy, princess style dress however, here I was in the most elegant dress ever to exist.

The stylist helped me with the white heels and then answered the door when the jewellery delivery came in. I didn't look at myself in the mirror as yet. I was slightly overwhelmed as I had never been tended like this to before.

I saw the blue velvet box in the stylist's hand. There were 3 boxes of all different sizes. The first box she opened revealed a beautiful diamond necklace with tiny blue accents shimmering. She placed it on my neck and secured it before opening the other box which revealed some small dangly silver earrings. These didn't have blue accents but they were absolutely gorgeous.

When she opened the last box I gasped. A heavenly looking anklet was revealed that had diamonds littered all around it. She bent down and clasped in secure on my right ankle and I grinned.

I did a 360 degree turn as she requested and then finally looked at myself in the mirror.

I did a double take at my reflection. I could hardly recognize the gorgeous girl in from of me. She looked like a princess out of a fantasy.

A genuine smile made its way onto my face and I looked so beautiful.

I felt so beautiful

"Miss Rachel?" I was snapped out of my trance. "Mr Viotto is waiting for you in the conference room with his lawyer to sign the marriage license. Thereafter you will be escorted to the chapel where you will say your vows to each other. I was given instructions to lead you there. Please follow me," she said in a strict, professional tone.

I nodded at her as she opened the door for me. She waited for me to step out so that she could hold my little wedding dress train to prevent it from getting dirty.

We went to the conference room and she left me there and disappeared.

The door was closed so I took a deep breath knowing that once I enter there is no going back. I didn't love Alexander, but I could learn to like him. Even though I sound like a gold-digger, he can give me the life I want. He can give me everything I desire.