Continuation of Breaking Cannon
Phoenix is the daughter of Cannon and Maddox Steele.
She is the perfect mix of her parents. Soft, caring but also ruthless and full of rage. Her parents did the best they could protecting her, but not everything can...
I've been trying dresses on for fucking hours. Tommy says I haven't found the right one.
Whatever the fuck that means.
"It has to be phenomenal, Phoenix. Everyone who's anyone will be there."
I roll my eyes and get back in the dressing room. Nikolai said he has some stuff to take care of. Probably killing puppies or something
Tommy comes back with yet another dress. "This one."
I slide it on and step out into the room.
"Yup. That's the one." He says with a grin.
"Finally." I quickly change back into my normal clothes and head downstairs. I don't necessarily dread the wedding, I just wish I had a choice. Nikolai has proven to be a good person, but I know that it's for an alliance. I sigh and walk out to the balcony. I look over the new city I'll be calling home.
The snow falls in flurries and I get lost in thought.
I hear the sliding door open. I turn around and see Nikolai leaning against it.
"Hey, your brother almost killed me. Death by a thousand dresses."
He chuckles. "Yeah, he gets carried away."
"Where were you?" I ask.
"Why, did you miss me?"
I roll my eyes. "No. Just thought it had to be cooler than this shit."
He smirks and walks towards me.
"I know this isn't your choice. I know that we don't truly know each other. But I can promise you that no one will lay a finger on you and get away with it. You'll never hurt like that again. I promise."
He reached into his pocket and pulls out a box with a ring in it.
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"I didn't think you were traditional."
I look down, speechless.
"You got this for me?"
He nods. "You don't have to wear it."
"I want too."
His smirk grows as he grabs my left hand and slides it on my finger.
"It's perfect. Thank you." I whisper while I gaze at it. He leans down and pressed his lips to my forehead.
"Anything for you."
He slips back inside without another word.
Well shit.
...
I toss and turn all night. I don't know if it's just nerves but I can't force my eyes to close. I head downstairs to get a glass of water when I hear it.
