The external noise, the sound of
trucks and delivery workers , unimaginable crowding .But i am the only one who lying on my bed , i am met by the White wedding dress embroidered with fine italian lace famous designer "Garavani " . Especially for my grandmother , it's her wedding dress . I really want to belong to her era for her personality, her beauty , her strength . She's an icon .
You were little surprised , today it's my wedding day , yes my wedding me and my bodyguard . How and when ? Honestly i don't know , it was so quick that i was the one who asked for marry him, this is bold right ! .
How could valencia torricelli accept mariage to a person like lorenzo ? I mean the real valencia wouldn't have done this because in her eyes is just a selfish , arrogant , narcissist idiot like the other man i hate , taken as an enemy .
How he can be my husband today?
My husband ! What the fuck is that, god .
No, like i will hold his hand in front of everyone and we will walk on the red carpet while everyone watching . I do not have social phobia , but when i am with him , things change .
Maybe i should stop thinking and prepare myself .
As a bride.
While i was thinking about how to prepare myself . The door of my room opened violently with a big dressing , make up and wigs headed by a girl and a blond guy . Here we began .
" Nice to met you , Mrs valencia torricelli , i am rafael owner of the elegant beauty salon , we are at your service "
The blond guy was the first to speak.
" Excuse me Rafael, but i'm not a lady "
" But you will be mr .lorenzo federov's lady "
His response was concious i will not be a miss anymore .
" I'm Vanessa , his assistant . I hope we are in your good graces , it's an honor to work with you "
That was nice.
" Thanks, where do we start ?"
I asked nervously .
" All you have to do is to order "
" Let's start with the hair "
Will i keep telling you about the boring details of hair and make up ? I like simplicity in everything . So i chose simple light make up and left my hair slightly layered , i didn't wear any accessories exept a small diamond earring that was a gift from my grandpa to grandma and i remember that he instructed to wear it on a day like this . Which i didn't expect it to happen , but the truth is that i wanted to happen .
My grandfather always told me that loneliness kills people .
"Never die alone "
He was Lucky man with my grandma and did not die alone . But What about me ? Will lorenzo be like grandpa ?
I will not die alone, i don't want to.
Okay enough talk , it's time to wear the dress .
Every time i see it , i imagine my grandma in it. I have a picture of her in it as if she were a queen from the victorian era .
Their wedding was in the oldest most lexurious opera house in italy , to the sound of violins , just perfect . But i chose my comfort place , m'y peace, i think it's clear .
" The beatch "
I prepared the decoration and all the stuff, all i need to do was attend.
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