The Mafian's Bride
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Chapter 6 Doomed Marriage img
Chapter 7 Chaos and a Visitor img
Chapter 8 Flour Incident img
Chapter 9 At The Reunion img
Chapter 10 Taste Of Power img
Chapter 11 A Masked Night img
Chapter 12 Boss's Wife img
Chapter 13 Freedom img
Chapter 14 POV img
Chapter 15 Sleeping Beauty img
Chapter 16 A Silent Treatment img
Chapter 17 Sincere Apology img
Chapter 18 Your Lips are my Favorite Addiction img
Chapter 19 Jelly Angie img
Chapter 20 A Call from Home img
Chapter 21 Opposite Universe img
Chapter 22 A Second Chance img
Chapter 23 Men are all the same img
Chapter 24 Am all Yours img
Chapter 25 The Delulu Customer img
Chapter 26 A Party Invite img
Chapter 27 Tipsy and Weak img
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Chapter 4 Wedding Bells

The wedding was indeed, one of a kind of the century, a grand, elegant and extravagant celebration of wealth and power, the wedding venue was at the LORD'S RING. It was more like a place where receptions were held by the A-listers in the country, the hall was extremely large and ceiling was made with a glass view and it was beautiful. The parking lot was only accessible to luxury cars and helicopters at the roof a another building.

The venue was more like a fairytale setting, complete with about 10,000 seat, custom built cathedral adorned with gold leaf, crystal and rare flowers, A two mile red carpeted aisle that lead to the ceremony area. The guest list was another wonder, a veritable who's who of high society including royalties from Europe and Asia, A list celebrities and influencer, billionaires and business moguls, world leader and politician and so on.

A five course gourmet meal prepared by a Michelin starred chief, a wine cellar that featured most the world rarest vintages, a 20 tiered, crystal-encrusted wedding cake that stood over ten feet tall, security was a team of 100, and highly trained security personnel on site to ensure the safety of the guests. It was time for the bride to walk in, the door drew open and Agatha walked in, her appearance threw the guests in awe, some widened their eyes in shock, many dropped their mouths open including Mr and Mrs leger, this daughter had been transformed to a goddess, even Sylus couldn't believe his eyes, she wore a custom of more than a million designer gown, complete with a ten foot long train and a 20 carat diamond tiara, her skin was flawless, porcelain-like canvas and even had a golden glow, her eyes was an arresting shade of a bright blue, her raven black hair and was packed and designed with a beautiful pins of crystals, her delicate nose, full lips and high, cheekbones hinted at a quick wit and sharp intelligence, she moved with confident and her head was held high, her shoulders back, and a subtle swing to her hips that command attention.

Mr leger walked with astonishment, as he grabbed his daughter's hand and walked her down the aisle. When they reached the pordion and Mr leger stopped and went back to his seat. The reverend announced the vows and said the necessary things.

"Please unveil you wife"

Mr reverend said.

Sylus moved closer to Agatha and slowly lifted the veil from her face and over her tiara. Agatha frozed, she didn't see his face that night because of the mask and seeing him now made her heart sink. His face is chiseled with a sharp, defined angles that give him a strong, masculine appearance, his eyes are a deep piercing brown with a sharp glint that seemed to see through her soul, his chiseled jawline and broad shoulder build that command attention, his hair is thick and dark with a subtle wave that added to his rugged charm. His skin is smooth and tanned with a subtle glow that hints at a love of the outdoors. He moved with a confident stride and gave off a warm smile which made his sparkle with intelligence. He wore a bespoke 50,000 dollar tuxedo suit and a million dollar Rolex wrist watch.

"No way , am getting married to a god" Agatha thought

"You may now kiss the bride"

The reverend said with a smile

Sylus gently took Agatha face into his hands, the softness of his hands made Agatha wonder what moisturizer he used. His eyes locked on hers with adoration and love he leaned in, his lips brushing against Agatha's lips in a soft tender kiss, the kiss deepen becoming a more passionate and romantic one. Agatha lost herself in the moment. Confetti and rose petals rained on them adding a touch of whimsy and celebration of the moment. A custom designed laser light illuminated the entire hall giving blues and reggae vibes, the violin along with the pianist played slowly and beautifully as they kissed. At this point Agatha had fallen in love with Sylus. After they withdrawn their lips, Sylus moved closer to Agatha's ears and whispered

"Don't get too caught up in the moment, it's just fake"

Agatha's eyes widened in shock, she took some steps back but not enough because Sylus held her tightly and gave her an unsettling smirk, she gasped for air, Sylus sweet and lovely aura changed into a cold and evil one sending chills and goosebumps into Agatha's body, she looked down to her feet and avoided eye contact. Sylus held her hand and walked her to their seat.

"What's that?"

Sylus asked after hearing her murmurings behind him

"No, it's nothing"

Agatha stammered, she had lost her breath so many times because she feared what Sylus wanted to do with her

"You should have just kept quiet"

"Am sorry"

"Don't ruin the mood, smile my dear Aggie"

Sylus said casting a long stare into her soul through her eyes, he smirked again and looked at the dancers who came to entertain them. Agatha nodded, her eyes widened as she stared at Sylus, she faked a smile but her eyes reddened with tears.

Mrs Florence had noticed her daughter's change of mood and the way she sat, her body languages showed that she was uncomfortable, she gave Mr leger a nudge

"Honey look at our daughter, she is not enjoying the party"

Mrs Florence said with concern

"Woman what do you want me to do?"

"Honey!"

"She brought this upon herself, the least we can do is pray for her"

"Don't you think you are being too brazen"

"Leave me out of this, if you know how to help her you do it"

"This isn't fair at all, and you know this"

"Am not God"

" but..."

"Enough, I don't want to have this conversation again, do you understand?"

Mrs Florence looked away, her husband was the worst, Agatha was their only child and he wants to let her waste away just like that, no she won't allow this.

            
            

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