EROS' POV
Today is my wedding day and I was not excited about it for one bit. I mean who would be excited about a forced marriage, I don't think anyone would. I got up from the bed of the hotel room and Claire was still in bed very deep asleep.
Yesterday when I got back from Italy after meeting with our Italian associates I remembered my wedding which was the next day I became so frustrated and needed to let some things out so I visited the bar which Ivan and I do normally frequent.
I called Ivan on the phone so that he could meet me at the bar and my stupid ass of a friend thought I was calling him out for my bachelor's party.
When I got to the bar Ivan was already there with a drink in his hand so I ordered what he was having.
After taking some shots of tequila it wasn't really working to get my mind of things so I opted to get laid. I called Claire which Ivan was totally against but it didn't matter because his opinion about my sex life was never and will never be regarded.
You maybe wondering who Claire is, well Claire is my hookup partner and sex buddy with no strings attached. Recently for some reasons she is beginning to get attached and feel like we can have something more and it is really annoying.
She is perfect in bed and the sex is very great but in managing a home I highly doubt her capabilities and that's why I never considered her when my parents brought about the marriage talk. If I am being honest that Eve girl can do so much better than her.
Wait why am I comparing Eve with Claire all of a sudden, my stupid brain. All these thoughts started making me drowsy and just then Claire graced me with her presence. She was always perfect with her timing.
When she came into the bar she came onto me and attached our lips immediately and I grabbed her butt squeezing it tightly. The kiss became very intense and I ran out of breath so I broke the kiss.
"Let's take this somewhere else" i told her while grabbing her waist.
"Hey bro... I will see you tomorrow then" I told Ivan leaving the bar with Claire in my arms and that's how we came to the hotel last night. This hotel is our rendezvous point since I can't possibly bring her to my parents house and do the dirty deeds.
After I got up from the bed I felt a massive headache hit me. Hangovers are usually the worst. I went straight to the bathroom to check for aspirin in the cabinet and luckily I found some so I pooped 2 tablets into my mouth and swallowed it.
I had my bath and wrapped a towel around my waist and came out. Claire was still sleeping, I guess I really wore her out last night. Just then I got a text from Ivan
Ivan: your tux is with me get your ass down here. You wouldn't want to be late to your own wedding.
Shit!! I totally forgot
Me: I will be there in 5. I replied him
I hurriedly wore my dress, took my car keys and headed to the venue of the wedding. When I got there Ivan was already dressed and my tux was ready too.
"Someone looks more excited and eager about someone else's wedding" I teased him.
"You are not in any position to say these shits your are saying" he fired back.
"Do you have the rings?" I asked him
"Atleast you were decent enough to remember those" he mocked me
"Aren't I too kind for a marriage of convenience" I replied him.
"You are totally hopeless, i still don't know why I stick around with you" Ivan said trying to sound frustrated but totally failing.
"You love me too much " i retorted sticking out my tongue.
"You are such a child" he commented.
"Come on let's go and get you married" he said to me as we were both fully dressed and ready so we headed out.
We were in the church and the few family and friends we invited were already seated. The wedding officiator announced my presence and I walked down the aisle with my hands linked with my mum's towards the altar.
Just then the bride's entrance was announced and she entered with her dad.
Holy Moses!! this girl is gorgeous, I haven't seen her face but I know already. The wedding gown was perfectly fitted to her as if it was made for her. The wedding gown was simple yet elegant.
She reached the altar and her dad handed her over to me. All through the procession I could hardly focus on what the Priest was saying because I was so eager to take off her veil and have a good view of her face.
When the priest mentioned the exchange of rings I saw her tense, maybe she didn't think I brought any but when she saw Ivan handing the ring to me she relaxed.
I didn't want her to feel relaxed when she was making me a nervous wreck so I decided to shaken her up a bit.
"Don't worry or feel touched because I didn't pick the rings out myself, my bestfriend did" I told her coldly. I didn't get to see her reaction because her face was still covered with the veil.
After we exchanged the rings the priest then pronounced the "You may kiss the bride". I had this mixed feeling of curiosity and nervousness.
I unveiled her and my spit got stuck in my throat. It seemed like everything else faded away and she was the only one I could see.
After a few seconds of my brain freeze I composed myself. I brought down down my head and angled my jaw going for a kiss but what the girl really did shocked me to my marrow.
She used her hand to block the view of the audience from seeing our lips and she actually didn't kiss me but to the audience it looked like we were in a lip lock. This girl fucking rejected me. No one has ever rejected me but she did and I was very furious but I tried to mask my emotions so that no one will notice.
After we were pronounced husband and wife and clicked a few pictures with friends and family we zoomed off to the reception.
At the reception she changed her wedding gown to a ball gown and she still looked amazing in it, no doubt she is really a beauty I thought in my head.
When it was time for our dance and I saw her dancing with one guy who I haven't seen before I was very angry and furious. How dare he dance with my wife and she is even smiling and flirting back with him. At that moment I literally saw red. I was on my way to separate them when the song ended.
Just when she was about to go to me my stupid bestfriend stole her away. At that point I just wanted to rip his head off. They talked for a few minutes before he let her go and she came into my hands.
We slow danced to the rest of the songs though I was really mad that she danced with other guys other than me. Because I was angry at her and at myself i treated her the way I did after we left the reception to go home.
I knew her legs were aching her because she was limping earlier but she still had the strength to dance with that guy and Ivan in those painful shoes and that's why I shouted at her to get into the car before I zoomed off.