The Playboy's Marriage

Chapter Five

~The secret of a happy marriage is finding the right person. You know they're right if you love to be with them all the time~Julia Child

Isabel pov

*Wedding day*

I stood in front of the long mirror having cold feets; my hands are shaky and my heart keeps beating fast. It's the worst day of my life, the day I chose to spend the rest of my life with a narcissist self- involve man. You're making a terrible mistake Isa..

The wedding gown on me look fabulous I would admit, Marquez Fernandéz had the best designer in Rio to style me; it's a layers of delicate fabrics that flow and move gracefully. A modest yet striking neckline as well. The matching diamond jewelries and earrings were too heavy for me though, everything I wore was screaming luxury and expensive. I'm getting married into the Fernandéz family, what do I expect was what Kayla told me.

My hands were shaking I tried to control it I couldn't, I knew it was a sign that this marriage won't be a good one for me. All I wanted to do was turn back and run-far away from this wedding venue.

My dad entered. "You look beautiful Isabel".

I turn and looked him in his eyes, hoping to see some kind of sympathy for his only daughter. "I-I don't want to do this anymore Dad.....please help me".

"Don't be stupid Isabel,this marriage will be the best thing that has ever happened to you". he said sharply with no remorse.

"Lopéz can never be the best thing for me Dad,we aren't compatible".

"Shut up and lower your voice! The Fernandéz family is around and we've guests too!".

Someone cleared their throat gently to interrupt us, a beautiful man stood at the door. I was drawn for a moment while gazing at him, he shared the same features with Lopéz except his eyes are not green....he looked so handsome and he was gazing deeply at me. So handsome...

"Oh....hello Pedro". My father greeted him anxiously.

"Hi". He stepped in more and I got a full look at him,my lips parted. he's so good looking!

"Isabel dear this is Pedro Fernandéz, Lopéz's younger brother".

So he's Pedro Fernandéz! The last of the Fernandéz brother..

"Mr Santos, can I talk to your daughter alone please?".

He wants to talk to me?why?

"Yes sure". My dad turns to me with a sharp smile. "I'll be back to walk you to the aisle dear". He anxiously walked out leaving me alone with Pedro.

"Came to laugh at my misery?",I ask him sarcastically. I'm so sure he heard my conversation with my dad.

"Of course not.... I'm sorry, I shouldn't be here....was just passing by", he apologized as a means of explanation turning to leave and suddenly stopped.

He turned back, "By any chance,do you wanna.....run away?".

I stared at him stunned. Did he just ask me if I want to run away?

"You want me to run from this wedding?",I did not believe his words.

Maybe I heard wrong?

"You don't look happy to be here".

"W-what about your brother?".

He smiled. "I'm pretty sure I'll be doing him a favor".

God this is my chance! but....my parents