Pressure

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Aries POV-

The engagement party was today. My body was sore, I had gotten into a brawl while trying to get out into our smaller base in upper New York. I finally convinced the rest of my team, if you want to call it that, to expand out into Florida. We have bases all over America and the world. We have two already existing one's in Miami and Jacksonville but i decided it was better to open more. Now that we're with the Russians, we are about to have four down in Florida. The Russian empire is huge. But anyways, I'm working out right now and so is Dior. She's stretching which means she's almost done. She seemed to be doing better but she was so quite. I haven't really been scared of people ever, I mean yeah my dad but what's their to be scared of when you have the world in your hands. Death doesn't scare me, losing does. And I don't lose.

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Dior's POV-

I'm dreading today. There's going to multiple alliances at this fucking party. All men and their stuck up wives, all of their bratty children. Olivia's coming too, she's also coming to the wedding. I wonder what she thinks. She's always been really smart but she's also extremely stupid. Not sure how not sure why. I've been lost in thought for days, not really thinking but i guess...just lost. I feel faint and tired. I just want to sleep. I've moved out of his room just to be alone. Honestly we haven't spoken a word since that night. He's been busy and he got hurt but I was sleeping when he came home. I was in the gym with him but i've gone up stairs. The party starts at four which means we leave at two. Its eight in the morning right now. I should shower and maybe eat. I don't remember the last time I ate anything, it wasn't too long ago, but definitely not in a while.

The shower was cold as always. I love cold showers. They shock my brain and make it empty, it's peaceful, it's quiet in my head. I just stood there looking at the wall when i heard a knock, "You okay?" It wasn't Aries, it was Lana. "Uh yeah, i'm just getting out." I got out and got dressed and went to her and Rocco's room. "Hey bride to be! What's up with you." She looked at me with a smile. "Nothing much i'm really tired.". "When was the last time you ate hun, you look terrible. No offense." She giggled to herself. I shrugged and she took my hand and led me down stairs.

Aries was already down there cooking. "Hi girls, you want to eat?" Lana nodded and we sat down. I stared out the sliding doors that led our back into the porch and then the garden. I've always loved gardening, my grandma had a big one with anything you could ever imagine. Aries put two plates in front of us, it had pancakes and fruits and whipped cream. Lana's had no fruit. "Do you not like fruit Lana?" I turned to her confused. "Not on my pancakes, no." The thought of sugar this early made me want to throw up. Which is weird cuz I loved sugar, anything sweet honestly. I just looked at the food, slowly picking at it and nibbling. "You don't have to eat it, Dior." That shook me out of my trans. Dior. He called me by my name. I know everyone does, but i'm just emotional I guess. I looked back at him. "Thank you for making it, i'm just not in the mood. Do i leave it." He nodded and I started up the stairs.

"I don't think she's okay Aries." I heard Lana whisper. "I'm not sure what to do, I haven't seen her all day and all night, it doesn't seem like she's eaten in a while." He paused. "I don't expect her to open up to me, hell, I don't even want to say anything to her. She's just kind of there, I'm scared what being married to her is going to be like." With that last part I just went up stairs. I set my alarm to 12 so I could start getting ready then. 

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My alarm rang amidst a nightmare. Thank god. I got up and just stared at myself in the mirror. I looked like a mess. I've gotten skinnier, bonier even, my hair is a mess, my eyes are low and my jaw clenched. I don't want to get married. Hopefully i'll find a way out of this. He doesn't want it either. The cold water shot me out of my thoughts. Jesus, I need to turn it warmer. I washed my hair, shaved and did all that. I feel empty and i'm nervous. I'm not ready to get married. I don't know this man. I don't know who he is, I don't know if he's loyal, let's be honest he's definitely not. I've heard rumors, so many. What he turns out to be a wife beater, his dad definitely was.

I started drying off my hair and then curled it. I don't look good. Not that I don't feel pretty but I just look exhausted, hopefully make up will fix it. I started on some light skin care and sat on the bathroom floor just staring at the cabinets in front of me. I stayed there for five minutes until the door opened. Aries was standing in front of me his hair messed up and in his boxers. The view was amazing I wont lie. He sat down next to me. It was quite for a moment. "Are you worried?" He asked still not looking at me. I got up, "put some pants on, we have to leave soon." . "You can't ignore me forever Dior." He stood up with me. I was grabbing something from the opening mirror and when I closed it, he was standing behind me, towering over me, his hands on either side of me on the counter. "I know." I looked down at my hands, the blood was still on them. How? We washed it off days ago. Why is it still on my hands. Aries turned on the water grabbing my hands in his and washing both of them under the sink. "Your okay Maria." I just stared at our hands, i've never realized how big his were compared to mine. They fit together nicely.

"Don't get too drunk tonight, I don't need you ruining that perfect dress with throw up." . "Don't make me kill anyone, I don't want to ruin it with blood." We both smiled and with that he was gone. I continued on with my make up. I felt better I guess. I put my dress on. The zipper was stuck, uh oh. Did I break my dress? "LANA" I screamed. No response. Perfect. I feel like a dog that's chasing its tale trying to zip this shit up. "You yelled?" That's not Lana. I turned around to see Aries standing in a fully black outfit. Jesus fucking christ, lord above, why is this man so absolutely sexy. "Staring isn't nice Angel." My cheeks flushed. "Just fucking help me!" He walked over moving my hair to the side and adjusting me closer. He zipped it up with no issues. I just stared at our reflections in the mirror, I was barley up to his shoulders. He moved my hair back to its original position. His hands moved down to my hips, "You look absolutely amazing Maria." My name, he said my name. My real raw name. Not Dior. I smiled up at him. He's not smiling back, he doesn't smile much. In fact I don't remember seeing him smile, ever. His eyes where lighter tho, not in color but his face was relaxed, he didn't look angry for once.