The Irish's Sanity

Chapter Thirty

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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.❤️‍🔥

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My heart raced as the traditional bridal music started playing. I could taste my own heart — as my mind raced. The atmosphere was peaceful and filled with happiness, everyone from afar seemed to have the same love struck puppy look in their eyes as today was a joyous occasion. It's been a long time since I have been surrounded with such an atmosphere but of course it felt very different to me.

I felt him bring me closer his scent filling up my nostrils as I instinctively laid my head on his chest. This gave me the assurance that I still had time— ironically he pulled me from my mind as I had envisioned myself walking to him, it was only a matter of time I knew it deep down —the Viking man didn't hide that it would happen in anyway but I refused to believe it.

I could tell that he wasn't interested in what was going in front of him but was only here because of me. We were finally attending the wedding and it was magnificent. I watched calming down a bit in the comfort of his chest ironically. It was a beautiful wedding but it brought me nothing but tiny bit of anxiety. My heart rate was not constant at pace. The reality setting in.

"Would you like us to leave?" He asked presumably sensing my discomfort. I said no before I looked to my left side looking at all his brothers looking ahead, they all looked forward and very focused; like robots— robots that were always alert, my eyes moved to the end before connecting with Lucan who smiled before waving at me. I haven't seen a number of them on this trip until now. The two rows that the O'Sullivans acquired stood out. It was in the atmosphere.

"Do you guys always go to weddings?"

"No." Was all he said I looked up at the Viking man for a second starting to lightly play with his beard, something that had now become a calming habit I think that's why he grew it out and no longer shaved it off. Now he looked like a full bearded fucking Viking, and I couldn't help but clench my legs – an involuntary reaction. He was a sight for sore eyes, yet simultaneously, he had a way of making raising fear from the pits of your stomach, yet you couldn't tear your eyes away because he not only exuded the presence of a God, he resembled one.

The sensation of his eyes on me sent a shiver down my spine, a subtle yet electrifying connection he controlled.

I watched the wedding unfold before me. Despite the direction of my life I still found it quite beautiful yet now I had a new found fear for it, especially sitting next to the man who has promised me marriage. I looked around me wondering if the groom was also shady any relative of Lachlan's was bound to be evil, it just ran in the family.

Was she also going through what I was going through.

My mind started running as I wondered if the girl knew or was she also kidnapped, I wondered if she consented to this but I was reminded of her eyes and smile. It was genuine — despite knowing how happy she was I couldn't help but wonder. Despite the fact that my body completely succumbed to his touch, I didn't forget. I wouldn't be able to put him into words even if I tried. There went enough words to describe how monstrous he was.

I stopped my thoughts before going any further, I didn't want to have those kind of thoughts as I was practically draped in his addictive scent, there was no space between him and I. I knew that if my mind went there I would surely have a panic attack. I thought about my periods so far I haven't felt like my ovaries would explode out of my vagina so things were not really that bad, but then again it was only just the first day. I was truly grateful to the pills; I had already had a head start on.

I have never asked the Viking man of his sexual history or previous relationships, I was now curious because it literally felt like it was the first time he was around a woman on periods, maybe it was because of my condition but it definitely was a different still demanding side of him. He was on his phone with my doctor and his sister confirming if I could go to the wedding or not, I understood because normally I wouldn't even be able to stand but as I have mentioned I felt very different this time around.