Forced love

Chapter twenty eight

Chapter twenty eight.
Katherine's pov:

My heart was beating so fast I thought it might jump out of my chest right there, on the alter and I front of the priest. I'm going to hell anyway so it won't matter much.

Both rings had been placed on our fingers. I'd studied it trying to calm myself down by doing so. It didn't work, but it was one hell of a ring. The big jewel made me gasp.

Silas was frozen in place just like myself after I'd said the two words. The most important words of this whole ceremony. I do.

And I did say them. Thank god. I'd thought of what I would do if I just couldn't have myself say it. Looked for possible exits I could run through. But thankfully I didn't need to run.

"You may kiss the bride." The priest spoke loud and clear making us both snap out of our trance.

Our eyes met in a flash. They weren't big and scared like before. Calm and sexy. The once making me want to jump him right here and right now.

We stepped forward at the exact same time. His hand caught my waist in a swift motion tugging us together. For only a second we stopped just looking at each other. Then our lips crushed together and all the sound of cheering were blocked out.

It was only us in that moment. All the time I'd gone without kissing him made this so much more intense. Making me remember how it was to kiss him all over again. I liked that feeling.

Scrap that

I loved that feeling.

We pulled apart as the presence of others got known. "You're a married man!" Ezra cheered pulling us both into a hug.

As he let go I looked around. My mother and my brother was pushing through the crowds trying to get onto the alter. As they finally did manage to get over to us I was pulled into yet another wholesome hug.

"You are so beautiful!" My mother said pulling away from the hug and taking a good look at me. I smiled at her with all my heart. "I am so proud of you." She added making me want to cry. I don't know why, but it did.

I don't believe anyone had ever said that to me before. Although I felt like crying of both joy and something else, guilt perhaps, I didn't. I couldn't cry at my own wedding.

*

I thought it was normal for some sort of  party after the wedding. Well in this family it wasn't. We just said our vows, added a little hello and goodbye to the guests and drove our way to the airport.

We didn't even get a chance to change out of our clothes, so I was still in my wedding dress and him in his awfully attractive suit.

All the clothes I needed had already been brought to the place we were going, Alice reassured me. Ezra said he added a little surprise for me in one of the suitcases. I was seriously scared to find out what he was talking about.

We were on one of Silas's private jet's, thankfully this time there was no annoying flight attendant trying to get into Silas's pants.

He sat down next to me handing me a glass of red wine. I took a sip licking my lips purposely as I locked eyes with him.

His hand went to my none exposed thigh as he set his glass down at the table in front of us. "You do realize what you've got yourself into by accepting this?" He lifted up my hand showing me my ringed finger.

"No, tell me." His eyes darkened as he closed more of the distance between us.

"You're mine now, Love." Love. "All of this belongs to me, and me only. Every inch of you is mine to kiss, mine to look at, and mine to touch." He inched even closer making me lean in to lock my lips with his.