I turned my gaze and stared at my so-called husband-to-be who was standing beside me and facing the priest with a tight face. His jaw clenched together and his eyes became tiny.
I slowly trailed down my gaze and stared at his body and began to examine it with my eyes. He had a good body structure. He worked out all his muscles and was absolutely handsome in his dress. He had everything that could make any woman who glanced at him dreadfully wet in her panties.
Immediately, I felt like I was going to get wet in my pants as I was staring at his body features. I quickly trailed my gaze away and looked down to avoid messing up myself with a stranger by my side.
The priest cleared his throat and stared at us. "Shall we proceed?" He asked, staring at Nacel by my side but he nodded at him with a clenched jaw without a word.
The priest nodded."All right. Please turn and hold her hand" he said, motioning both of us to turn and stare at each other.
I quickly turned my gaze at him but Mr. Nacel scoffed and stood for a while before slowly turning his gaze to me.
I looked into his eyes, Oh my god! They were like a piercing sword that had two sharp edges as he stared at me with them. "Shit," I cursed and quickly looked down 'cause of the shocks of shiverness it was sending to my spine, and it seemed he was gonna stab me at that moment.
"Let's proceed" I heard the priest say and cleared his throat
Nacel stretched out his two hands for me to hold and I sluggishly grabbed them while still staring down.
"Do you, Nacel Lexil, accept to take Reana Kash as your only beloved wife?" The priest asked.
But he scoffed softly and his lips curled into a smirk before he mouthed a bit out with a deep voice. " I do"
" Do you, Reana Kash, accept to take Nacel Lexil as your only beloved husband?" The priest asked, but there was no response.
My mind was already zoned out with the thought of shivers that his eyes were sending down my spine. After some time, I felt a pat on my back, and he gave me a hard, sharp squeeze in my hands, causing me to look up at him as he took me out of my reverie.
I turned my gaze to the priest and stared at him while raising my two eyebrows in question.
The priest shook his head gently and looked back at the script he was holding. "Do you, Reana Kash, accept to take Nacel Lexil as your dearly beloved husband?" He asked again.
" I do," I answered, and tears curled at the corner of my eyes 'cause I knew that my new life with the devil in front of me had begun at that moment.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride," the priest said, and he quickly grabbed my cheeks and pulled my face to his before planting a hard, sharp kiss on my lips and pulling back.
We moved down to the lawyer's side and signed our papers before walking out and entering one of the dimmed glass cars and his driver drove off.
The car was filled with great silence, causing me to feel bored. I hissed quietly, turned my gaze to the back, and saw a great convoy following us, causing my eyes to widen in surprise.
I turned my eyes again and stared at my furry husband by my side; his face tightened, and his mouth clenched as I heard some sounds of teeth gnashing in his mouth.
"Why is he still angry? I thought the problem had been solved, hadn't it? He wanted to marry me, and my dad delayed, which I think was the problem.
Now, my dad has finally brought me to him, and we have gotten married; why is he still angry? Should I ask?" I contemplated and cleared my throat.
He slowly turned his gaze to stare at me after hearing my voice.
"Why are you still angry?" I asked calmly, staring at him with my sexy lovely eyes.
"Why is that your business?" he asked sarcastically in a cold tone, gritting his teeth.
I swallowed heavily. "Right in the courthouse, your face was as dead as hell, and I thought it was because of my dad.
Now, we are married. I thought your anger would have dissolved by now, but it's getting worse; why?" I asked.
He quickly grabbed my jaw hard and pulled my face closer to his. " Why do you ask as if you really care? Why is my face a problem for you? What the hell is wrong with you?
If you dare ask me any fucking stupid question anymore, I will fucking have your head cut off here, and I'll make sure that you're buried in this roadside" he whispered firmly in a cold deep tone with gritted teeth, glaring at me with that tiny red piercing eyes as his grip on my jaw got tighter, causing me to wince, gasped and whimpered in pain.
"If you don't know how to talk to me, better keep your mouth shut," he said coldly in an angry tone and threw my jaw away, causing me to bang my head on the car's glass frame and wince in pain.
"Oh…Shit! Son of a bitch" I curse in my breath while holding the spot that I banged quickly and rubbing it. Immediately tears drift down from my eyes to my wedding dress. "Why did you marry me if you intended to treat me like this?" I asked, sobbing.