Today was the day. The day I was marrying the man of my dreams. Well that's if he's still the man of my dreams. Every bride dreams her wedding day is going to be the best day of her life. Everything going according to plan, she looks like a princess, she's marrying the love of her life, bla bla bla. All this points bring me to my well thought out conclusion, Assumption is the mother of all fuck-ups. Because my wedding day was anything but.

Not only did Davy blatantly refuse to attend but my soon-to-be husband was an hour late.

Let's start off with Davy. After our fight at Stelly's, I tried calling him but he didn't answer any of my calls. I coaxed Stelly into trying to get to him and when she did he said he didn't want anything to do with me anymore and that I was ruining my own life along with Benjy's. Long story short, my brother hates me. But in all honesty, I don't get what he's so mad about. But enough about him.

Moving on to my dearest fiance. Stelly, Benjy & I arrived 15 minutes early. I was wearing an off-white, lace, off the shoulder, knee-length gown with white strappy sandals. Stelly my self-proclaimed maid of honour wore a sleeveless lavender straight-cut gown that ended mid-thigh. As for my little guy he sported a white button-up with black dress pants and a black blazer. He looked so adorable and I could...

Back to the matter at hand, Alejandro was an hour late and the judge was already giving me the stink eye. He obviously had things to do. I tried calling Alejandro for the umpteenth time and as usual, it went straight to voicemail.

"Madam if your fiance does not show up soon, I will have to leave", the judge chided

" Oh no, he's gonna be here. Just 5 more minutes", I pulled out my phone to call him again when the doors burst open and in came the devil himself.

" Sorry I'm late your honour. I had some business meetings to attend", he said ever so calmly

I looked at him like he was crazy, which I think he was. He was an hour late to our wedding because he had to attend a business meeting?!

The Hell!!.

The judge reverted from his stink eye and gave me a sympathetic look, as if portraying that he was sorry my fiance's business was more important than me. I gave him a small smile.

"Well then let's get this over with", Alejandro said dismissively

Stelly gave my hand a gentle squeeze. I looked at her then felt a tug on my dress, I looked down at my bundle of joy, he gave me an encouraging smile. I went towards the judge and faced Alejandro.

"Look I have to be somewhere so I'll just skip to the end", the judge told us. We nodded and he began.

" Do you Alejandro Luciano Delmanti, take Diana Anna-Katherine Prichard to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, till death do you both part? "

He looked at me, then said those words, "I do"

"Do you Diana Anna-Katherine Prichard take Alejandro Luciano Delmanti to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, till death do you both part? "

"I do"

By the power vested in me by the United States of America, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride"

With that last sentence, Alejandro closed the space between us. He layed his palm on my cheek, and looked me in the eye, like really looked, like he was staring at my soul. And then he placed his lips on mine, and time stopped.

I forgot what kissing Alejandro felt like. It was euphoria, passion, desire and pleasure all in one. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip, demanding entrance. I happily obliged. His tongue plundered my mouth, fighting for dominance and obviously winning. His hand ventured to my waist and pulled me flush against his body. We were lost in our own little world. Until we heard the sound of clapping. We pulled apart. Alejandro coughed awkwardly, running his hand through. As if trying to regain composure. I looked at him. He just stormed out of the courtroom.

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Fuck! I was so late. I had a meeting with a new valuable client. I had to attend it if I wanted his cooperation. But I knew Diana was at the courthouse already.

I didn't mean to be late. But the moment I arrived and told them I had to attend a meeting and I saw Diana's sullen expression, I smirked in triumph. That hit a spot.

I was honestly oblivious to everything the judge was saying. I was too busy staring at Diana. God she looked gorgeous. I just have to admit. I give credit where credit is due. I was trying to figure out what she was thinking, how she felt to be marrying me but I couldn't, she wore a stoic expression. She was like a fucking statue.

Even the 'I do's" didn't snap me out of my trance. Then came the moment.

I was dreading having to kiss Diana. I knew so well that like old times, my perfectly perfected self-control would slip the moment our lips made contact. And that it did.

I was in oblivion. The world didn't exist. The only thing I thought about was the woman in my arms and the lips on mine. I couldn't stop, I just couldn't. I tried to pull away but I just God knows I missed those soft plump lips of hers. She was like an aphrodisiac and I was the drug addict.

Then I heard clapping and my happy dream stopped. I abruptly pulled away and tried to regain myself. I couldn't let her see me like this. Couldn't let her know she affected me this way. So I did the normal thing any man in my position would do. I left.

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