Larisa groaned softly as she struggled to get off the bed but the bed was so comfortable,she just wanted it to swallow her whole.
She shut her eyes open when she realized that her bed wasn't this exquisite to be in,she sat up like a robot and memories of last night started flooding in her head, but she couldn't remember how or when she fell asleep and then she suddenly remembered the dark Angel's gorgeous face,as she had nicknamed him making her blush and when she remembered him telling her they were getting married that day,she blushed even more.
She wondered if they would be intimate on the wedding night and made up her mind to tell him she couldn't do anything with him since they barely knew each other even if they were breed mates,which sounded rather unbelievable to her.
"Are you done blushing?" Larisa's head whipped over to where the voice came from and caught sight of Lothaire sitting on a chair with his long legs crossed,looking like a Magnificent being,with the sun on his eyes,they looked like a fiery blazing flame burned in them making him look even more intimidating and deadly than usual,which sent a shiver down Larisa's spine.
"It's afternoon,you should get ready". He said casually and saw her eyes widen in shock, did she sleep that much because of the comfortable bed? Her inner self gasped.
Lothaire was finding it difficult to control himself because of the mating bond and it didn't help that she looked like a tempting goddess,ever since he set eyes on her,his inner demon had been struggling to let loose but he couldn't lose control when he only brought her there for a purpose and mating was not one of it,with the fact that he disliked humans,he didn't see any reason why he would willingly mate with her.
His motivation to kill his father was so strong that he had to keep his cool and shove his inner demon down.
"oh right!" She exclaimed in a whisper, obviously confused on what to do next. He stood up and said before leaving.
"The maids will get you ready". With that statement,dashed out of the room and before she could say another word,four maids with neat pinafores,who looked even more taken care of than her walked into the room,with smiles plastered on her face,she didn't know if it was real or not.
"My lady,please follow us to the dressing room". One of the older maids who looked like the head maid said politely,while she followed obediently out of the room,through the corridor and after a few seconds walk,they motioned her into another luxuriously furnished dressing room,it was filled with luxurious female clothes but in the middle of the room sat the most spectacular wedding dress human eyes had ever seen.
The dress was tight fitted at the bodice with diamond stones designing it and long sleeves,with white layers of material designed with silver engravings falling freely from the waist,the front of the gown stopping below the knee while the back and sides fell to the ground,there was a silver leggings hanged at the side of the dress.
Larisa gaped at the dress with mouth wide open.Three of the maids giggled at her expression but the head maid was quick to shush them up.
They bathed her in a large round bathtub filled with roses and scented oils that made her smell marvelous, later then dressed her up and when she looked at her self in a full body mirror her mouth literally touched the ground, she couldn't recognize herself anymore but she had barely put on any makeup since she didn't want any inconvenience.
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Lothaire stood patiently on the alter waiting for his bride, he was looking triple gorgeous and mouth drooling in his black princely attire designed with a gold chain hanging on the left side of his chest and gold for buttons.
The Valet announced the arrival of the bride and everyone's attention moved to the large double doors. The doors opened and when Lothaire shifted his gaze to the bride,his mouth almost fell,his pupil dilated and his golden eyes blazed even hotter,she was simply breathtaking and she literally took his breath away.
He took a deep breath and composed himself,he wasn't going to be distracted anymore. Meanwhile,Larisa was busy fighting to not faint from nervousness and panic attack,all eyes were on her and she had never felt this embarrassed and nervous before 'disadvantage of been an introvert' she thought to herself as she slowly walked down the aisle while the slow music played.
She prayed that she wouldn't trip and fall or worse faint,her stomach had already started tying a knot she felt nauseous but before she knew it she was already at the alter with outstretched hands that belonged to Lothaire which she took,she wondered if it was possible for him to look more gorgeous than he already was,he was absolutely breathtaking in his outfit that she almost drooled.
As soon as she grasped her hand in his,she immediately felt a sense of relief and the warmth from his hand made her calm down which was surprisingly weird, he was the last person she thought she would get a sense of relief from because of the cold emptiness and darkness he exuded.
She felt sweat drop from her forehead as the priest started reading the vows, the words became muffled to her,she didn't hear when she was asked to say I do.
"Larisa!" Lothaire's voice brought her back from her deep thoughts.
"Do you take Lothaire Salvador to be your lawfully wedded husband?" The priest asked again, while she felt everyone's eyes on her.
"I do" she said in a low voice, feeling shy.
"You may kiss the bride". The priest finalized and Larisa's eyes widened, 'wait!what?' she thought but before she could say anything, Lothaire cupped her small face in his big palms and kissed her,he sucked and bit on her lip,giving her a french kiss which sent her into a spiral of emotions,she could feel his hot breath on her face and weirdly she wanted to feel it everywhere.
His tongue rolled inside her mouth and he stroked and kissed her till she was breathless, she could feel his hot burning tongue on hers meshing wonderfully together and she heard herself let out a soft moan as she placed her small hands on his hard chest to avoid falling. He finally let go of her, leaving her breathless and flushed hot red, he could hear her heart thumping hard on her chest and when she realised everyone was attentively paying attention to their kissing booth, she became even more embarrassed and her cheeks flushed hotter than ever.
Lothaire liked seeing her shy and embarrassed so he gave her the French kiss to see her reaction. Even though he had brought her there for one purpose and not mating, he could at least have a little fun. Lothaire gave her a devilish grin and she knew it meant trouble.
They were heading to their room after the wedding had ended, no after party and she felt relieved. She had made up her mind to tell him her conditions, so she took a deep breath and spoke as they walked down the hallway towards their room.
"Lothaire...I wanted to tell you that...." Her sentence was caught short by Lothaire.
"...I have no plans of fucking you...yet" He drawled in a sexy, dangerous tone. 'what the heck did he mean by yet?' her subconsciousness asked as if she would know.
"Yet... As in?" She asked wanting to be sure by what he meant.
"I won't touch you without your permission but sooner or later you'll be begging me to..." He drawled again effortlessly. She was stunned by how confident he was, it seemed like a lot of women had been begging him that was why he was that confident but she would never.
"I won't!" she stated in a no nonsense way and her expression made him stifle a laugh, before she could react, she heard a woman's voice from ahead.
"Lothaire... congratulations". It was the princess she had seen with Darius, the prince, she was stunning in a red sexy dress looking like the devil's mistress. She saw the woman give her a distasteful look. 'what's her deal?' she thought as she returned the look making the woman squint her eyes in displeasure.
"Its a pleasure to meet you Larisa...I'm Valerie". She introduced, the bitterness visible in her voice. " hmm". Was all Larisa could say. Valerie wanted to speak but was cut short by Lothaire.
"She's tired, she needs to rest".And without waiting for her reply, walked away.
Larisa was given the most majestic bath prepared by the maids with nice scents mixed in the water, she had worn her expensive silky night wear brought by the maids, they left and she was alone with Lothaire who was smoking at the window side, after taking his bath and was bare chested, with taunting muscles and abs that she thought must have been carved by a god, making her feel shy.
She pretended like he wasn't there and crawled into the bed and was about to lay down when she remembered something, her curiosity wouldn't let her sleep without knowing.
" Lothaire..." She called while he turned around in a swift movement.
"what?" He replied wanting to get the talk over with. Ever since her scent had been evading his brain and making him unable to think clearly, it became worse after her scented bath and was trying to avoid her as much as possible.
"Where's your mother?" She asked in a low unsure voice while Lothaire stared at her and for the first time, in a moment, she could see an emotion. Hate.
"Dead." He replied shortly emotionless and resumed his smoking, the hint of emotion she had seen in his eyes disappeared like they were never there and it soon become a void of darkness again.
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