Stringed by Hate

Scarlett

I was so happy in NYC doing my restaurant business. Why did I even agree to come here. I wish I could have never picked up that call. If I weren't to be too emotional, I would have ruthlessly killed innocents as my father. He is making me paying for his deeds. For his benefit. For his damn fucking expansion. I was called the other day telling me that if I didn't come back , I was gonna be kidnapped. 
Who the fuck does that to their daughter?
My father. Il fottuto assassino.
Here I am. In a pink blush mermaid dress. Even though my heart aches to wear this wedding outfit but the lilac jasmines at the trail gives me
some relaxation. I always wanted a grand wedding. The jasmines and lily tinted decorations all over the church. The excitement and joy. Believing the 'bookish soulmate' would really exist in my dramatic life and bring peace to it. Everything was going on as perfect as the first rain but nothing made me happy like the rain did. The tears rolled down my eyes when I felt a familiar voice whispering to my ears.

'Congratulazioni Sorella ! You look devastatingly beautiful sister!' A smile covered my fear looking at my step brother , Jayce. We have been together since 13 years. 3 years after my birth mom died. He has ever been so caring and loving towards me like a real elder brother. Even though I hated that he was involved in my father's death business but I cannot neglect the reality that he is the heir of my father's troop. He loved me as much as his mom hated me. She always told me what to do. How to eat. How to sit. How  to let your boobs grow bigger and how not to let your waist widen. She controlled even my eating habits. The Dracula.

I was getting married to the most eligible 28 year old Bachelor in the fucking 5 continents. Women must have thrown themselves at him. Why would he even agreed to marry the trash like me? My father told me that this was his proposal and he too found a benefit of expanding his territory, so he agreed to my marriage. He was now leader of the Cameron Family after his father has retired.
He was SEBASTIAN CAMERON. While I was thinking about this, I heard a deep voice. As soon as I heard it, the fear run through my spine, upt my throat. This was the man I was hating. This was my father. He put his form hands on my shoulder and let it slide through my spine. He was nothing less than a tortuous murderer.

Walking down the aisle made me feel vulnerable. My heart was filled with the tears, but I knew none of these tables deserve to see my tears. I honestly didn't look up until I was given to my 'going to be husband'. I looked at a greek God himself. The God who is every inch of body was sculpted by his own hands. Jesus! This goddamn heart! It flipped the thousandth of time. He was too handsome to be called a mafia leader the murderer and the ruthless. The neck deserve to be given a long trail of kisses and his temple was as shining as sun.

HE WAS GORGEOUS!
But I hated him because I was forced into this marriage. His eyes were full of rage and an emotion that I didn't think would exist in his eyes. It was love. Compassion. And most importantly it was LUST. "Do you Scarlett McKenzie, take Sebastian Cameron as your wedded husband?" I looked at the man in front of me with pleaded eyes, but all he did was IGNORE! " I do!" And the next moment I blinked. I had the wedding band in my finger. The priest turned to the Cameron, and said, "do you Sebastian camera and take Scarlett McKenzie as your wife?" I do. He said. I broke into hundred little pieces. Shattered. I heard his voice. It was as smooth as chocolate and champagne. Even though the words came out of that sexy, witty mouth, but I wanted to kill him. It looked like his voice was soft marshmallows, covered in chocolate.

The priest said, "I now pronounce your husband and wife, those whom God has joined together me to generously bless forever. You may now kiss the bride." I was shivering to death, but his soft hands cupped around my face. His hands for double of that of my face. He planted a soft kiss on the corner of my lips and then he sucked Small heart tattoo at my neck. I collapsed.