Scarlett POV:
People say marriage is sacred. They say it's a happy day filled with love and joy. But as I stand here at the altar, holding the hands of my soon-to-be husband, I feel nothing but dread. I glance over at the crowd, and catch my father's eye. He's sitting in the first row, and gives me a firm nod. That's all the approval I can ever expect from a man like him.
As the priest drones on and on about the joining of two families and the beauty of love, I feel the beginnings of a panic attack coming on, and my breaths start to quicken. Just as I was about to let tears fill my eyes, I feel a firm squeeze on both of my hands. I look up and into the icy blue eyes of my fiancé.
"Calm down, nothing is going to happen to you"
Swallowing, I nod and look at the ground.
I feel a calloused hand gently tip my chin up and find myself once again captivated by the man with the ocean in his eyes
"I'm serious, Scarlett, nobody will hurt you."
For some reason, my breathing slows and I feel my muscles unclench.
"That's it, Scarlett." he says softly, almost gentle.
Maybe this marriage won't be so bad after all.
"Do you, Aleksandr Petrov, take thee, Scarlett Bellini, to be your wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"
Those blue eyes bore into mine "I do"
"And do you, Scarlett Bellini, take thee, Aleksandr Petrov, to be your husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"
Do I even have a choice?
No. No, I don't. Never did and never will.
And so, that fateful day in April, I signed my soul away to the devil wrapped in darkness.
"I do."
"I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may now kiss your bride!"
and amid the cheers and claps following the kiss, I felt a small part of my soul slip away into the darkness that is Aleksandr.
Hi guys! um...ok i suck at this. gimme a sec.
ok. so, right off the bat, I want to apologize for my crappy writing skills. I'm trying my best, but this is the first proper book I've ever written, so it might be kind of choppy, but I'm doing my best. Please don't hesitate to comment on any mistakes, and I'll try to fix them asap.
Another thing that is super important: this book will not contain many, if any, smut scenes. I don't feel comfortable writing them, and I'm not good at writing them anyway soooooooo. But if I truly feel the plot needs it, I'll take it into consideration. But please don't push me by constantly commenting stuff like "we were robbed!!!!!" Thanks!!
Comment!!! it makes me really happy to hear from you guys. Did I mention that I love you guys?? Because I really do! If you guys make a request, and enough people like your comment, I might be able to work it into the story!
Constructive criticisms are welcome, but don't insult me or anyone else, otherwise I will come and delete you.
My schedule is a bit wonky, seeing as I'm starting school soon, but I'll update as much as I can. I think the most I can hope for right now is maybe a chapter a week?
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Anyway, here's some basic stuff about me (if u care, If you don't I don't blame you. I'm not that interesting, lol)
I'm a girl. My pronouns are she/her
My name is not Jenny Snow. Many people get confused when they see my username, but I made this account when I was younger and for some reason obsessed with the name Jenny. My initials are PW, so that's what I'll be signing off with.
I have 2 cats, and a turtle.
I have no siblings, I'm an only child
I'm __ years old
I play golf, I swim, and I do Ju Jitsu (thats a type of martial arts, just FYI). I've been doing Ju Jitsu for 9 years now.
Idk what I want to do as a job
I can speak Chinese, English, and British. I'm currently trying to learn Spanish
Enjoy!
-PW
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Tarnished Trophy
Romance22 year old Scarlett Bellini's life was never hers to control. She was married off the second she was 18 to the Bratva Pakhan to solidify ties between the Cosa Nostra and the Bratva. Her husband, Aleksandr, is a cold hearted ruthless leader, who cou...