"You may now kiss the bride." The priest announces as I feel tears fall, I am now Mrs. Violet Romano - I am now a wife. Dante grabs my waist and pulls me close as I feel his lips hover above my cheek, not even touching it and just in a second he pulls away from me and walks down the alter all by himself.

"Honey, you need to go get ready for the reception now. Go to the hotel with Dante and get changed as I got the driver to drop of your dress over there." My mother smiles at me and gives me a small side hug as she then walks away towards her group of friends.

I walk towards the exit alone with a wide range of thoughts running through my head. Once I reach the outside of the hall, a car speeds right past me almost hitting me over in the process. I look up, ready to give the driver a full mouth of insults but find Dante's eyes looking directly at me from the side mirror.

Well, my husband just almost ran me over on our wedding day.

"Andrew!" I call out to the driver standing by the fountain, I actually know Andrew quite well because he use to be Isabelle's driver when she use to be escorted to the Romano residents. He waves and walks towards me, "Hello, Mrs. Romano, how may I help you?" I shiver at the name I now go by, "Please call me Violet and I need you to take me to Blue Waters hotel to get ready for the reception."

I smile at him as he bows and gets the car. I sit in the back of the limo and peer out of the window thinking, "What the hell happened to my life?" After a 10 minute drive, Andrew stops in front of the Blue Waters hotel, "Please do wait for me, I will be back in an hour or less." He nods with a smile and drives off to park the car.

I enter the hotel and check in with the receptionist for the honeymoon suite that my parents booked for us. She smiles and congratulates me before she goes back to her work. I walk towards the elevator and wait.

I take this time to look around and notice how modern and smart this hotel is, the walls are a light shade of grey and the windows and doors were all made up of glass, the couches in the corner for the waiting room are cream and black in color. It was stunning.

The elevator opens and my gaze falls on the doors. A family walks out and I give them a smile, they look down at my wedding dress and smiles back, "Congratulations!" I thank them and walk into the elevator, I press floor 5 as the elevator door closes. I lean on the wall and sigh.l, I am married now.

The elevator opens again and I walk out, I look at my room card and see the room number, 128.

I walk down the hall searching for the room; I turn to my right and see room 115. I continue down the hall and finally, I arrive at room 128.

I swipe the card in the scanner and the door unlocks, I push it open and a bed comes in view. I open the door wider as I see red roses decorating the bed with a neatly ironed suit placed on top. He is here.

I walk towards my suitcase that is placed near a door that is slightly open "Ah!" My eyes widen when I see two bodies smashed against each other, completely naked and moving in sync together.

I grab my dress and purse as I leave the room immediately. He's cheating on me on our wedding night? Even though this wedding is just a business deal but at least he should show some respect towards it.

I take my dress with me towards the elevator but before I can do so, I spot a staff bathroom to my right. At least God has some soft spot for me.

After 30 minutes of struggling to take out the wedding dress, I finally do so, I open my bag to touch up my make-up. I was never someone who loved make-up - wait! I actually despise it but since my family is the typical 'Dress towards your status' type of people, I had to get use to it.

I let my hair down as it sets down in curls, removing the reception dress from the plastic I stare at it in admiration. The color of the dress is royal blue, suiting the whole theme of the wedding and reception. The dress matches with blue and silver heels with a beautiful necklace and stunning earrings. Definitely my mother's picks.

I fake a smile as I walk out of the staff bathroom with my head held high. I wait for the elevator, once the doors open I step in and as the doors are about to shut a foot stops the door from closing. I look up and I see him, Dante.

He walks in and completely ignores me; the door of the elevator closes as I stare at the floor finding it very interesting, "I know you were in the room." I look up and see him smirking down at me, "I came in to get my dress." I mumble as I look at the floor once again, "Well, did you enjoy the view?" I look up, confused. What view? "Huh?" he laughs as he leans on the elevator wall, "Don't act all innocent, I know you have seen Veronica and I together in the bathroom."

I take this time to observe him, his dark brown slick hair is set on one side and he wore a blue suit with a white button-up shirt inside paired with a blue tie. He has his bottom lip between his teeth and his jawline is so sharp as if it can make a paper cut on your finger. He looks...handsome.

"Take a picture, it will last longer." I look away quickly as I blush. It soon fades away when I realize what he said before. I turn sharply towards him and gab my finger into his chest, "Even though, this is an arranged marriage you could have at least have some respect towards this marriage. We have made vows to each other and I hope you know that just because this is business, I will not let you treat me like shit. Try your best to break me but you won't succeed. I'm not someone you can easily break and you not going to do what you did to my sister to me! No matter what you do to me, I. Won't. Leave." I was so close to his face that I could feel his hot, minty breath on mine.

The elevator door opens, I walk out with my confidence on a maximum level but before I could step foot out of the doors of the 5-star hotel, Dante grabs my hand and pulls me to the other side of the hotel, bringing a lot of attention onto us.

"Let me go, you imbecile!" I scream at him as I try to yank my hands away from his but he just adds more pressure. I wince as I feel a burning sensation on my wrist which will soon cause a bruise. The wind soon hits my face as I realize we are now outside - at the back of the hotel.

He pushes me against a wall and traps both my hands above my head, "You little-! You have no idea who you speaking to! Don't forget I can do a lot worse than what I did to your sister and you should watch that pretty, little mouth of yours because I promise you it will get you in a lot of trouble." His eyes wonders down to my lips as I feel him pressing against my body.

"I made your sister run for her life, Violet. I don't mind doing the same to you but, remember one thing, this is just a marriage for a year because after I get your father's business, you will be divorced and ditched like garbage."

He let's go of me and turns around, walking away while leaving me to drown in my thoughts. Have I ruined my life by accepting this marriage? But, yet again, did I even have a choice?

After regaining my strength, I gather myself up and walk towards the front entrance of the hotel, I check the time on my phone to see it is already 8pm and the party has already probably started.

I walk towards the car; I get in and tell Andrew that we can leave, "Um... Mrs. Violet, your make-up?" I take out the mirror from my purse and see my makeup- messed up, I didn't even notice I stead a few tears. Gosh! I need to stop been weak. I sigh as I take out my make-up to redo it, "Are you alright, Mrs. Violet?" Asks a concerned Andrew. I smile and nod at him to drive off to the party.

I look out the window and whisper to myself, "Welcome to my married life."