Short Stories/ One Shots

His Bride II

Blake's POV

Here i am, on August 24th walking down the aisle in a wedding dress to meet my future husband at the alter.

A freaking wedding dress.

I never thought this was how my day was gonna be when I woke up this morning. I thought I would be attending the wedding as my sister's bride's maid. As the brother of the bride...not the actual bride.

With a sigh, I kept on walking, my flower held in my shaky right hand and my left one clutched to my father's arm.

I stared at Gustavo as he watched me with no emotion.

I knew he didn't want to marry me, he didn't even want to marry my sister, it was an arranged marriage. So I don't even blame him for not looking at me with love filled eyes, eyes promising me nothing but greatness, eyes that held comfort and warmth.

This wasn't the wedding I envisioned I would be having and it makes me sick to my stomach. I hate my sister so much, with every fiber in my body.

I really hope what father said will be kept to mind, cause I don't wanna spend the rest of my life with him, I want to be with someone who loves me and who I love....

I mean I did have a little crush on the dude but my crush wasn't really a love type of crush, it was a 'he looks very handsome and I want to bang him' type of crush. And my crush won't magically make him fall for me right?

Right?...

"We are gathered here....." The priest started but I just zoned him out.

After a few minutes I heard my name being called.

"Do you?" I heard making me snap out of my thoughts and look around, everyone is waiting for my response.

"I do" I said making everyone clap.

"Let's exchange the rings" he said.

We exchanged the rings and the priest sealed the marriage.

I guess I'm married now, and to someone who isn't in love with me.

'Great' note the sarcasm.

"Let's go" he said sliding his hand into mine making me blush.

.........

"Congratulations" our parents greeted us

"Thanks" he replied

"Thank you" I shyly said still looking at my shoes. I knew the wedding wasn't real but it still made me feel something being told congratulations

"We will be going now" Gustavo said before biding goodbye to our parents, pulling me with him.

Gustavo and I walked to the car, he opened the door for me and walked over to his side and got in.

"Blake? Is it?" He asked making my heart sink, he doesn't even know my name.

"Yes" I whispered shyly looking at my wrist playing with my bracelet.

"It's Blake" I added.

"I do not find what your sister did today funny, did you know about it?" He asked looking me dead in the eyes, annoyance clearly shown on his face.

"No sir" I replied honestly, my face beating as I looked away from his eyes. This man might be mean looking and all but lord was he beautiful, his beautiful brown eyes can make anyone fall in love for real. I took another look at him, this time staring at the beauty mark that was spotted at the right side of his upper lip.

You really took your time creating this one didn't you.

"Gustavo" he said making me tilt my head to the side, looking at him confused

"Don't call me sir, only my workers call me sir, and you're no worker of mine. So please refrain from calling me that and call me by my name. You're my husband, are you not?" he said still staring at me, but this time his lip twitched a little indicating he had a small smirk, making me blush and turn my head to the side trying to calm my racing heart.

"Do you have anyone?" He asked me after a few seconds of silence.

"Huh?" I asked confused looking back at him, my flustered face back to normal.

"Your sister had a boyfriend before the wedding was arranged, do you also have someone also?" He asked

"No sir- I mean Gustavo" I answered, nervously scratching the back of head.

It's true I don't have anyone, never had and I'm sure if this divorce doesn't happen I won't, I am not really attractive so no one has ever asked me out.

People only want to have sex with me but no one has ever actually wanted to date me.

I mean, I'm no virgin but it hurts losing your virginity and never been in a relationship.

"Good" he said, now staring forward.

"Why is it good?, Think I'm gonna run?" I asked

"I know you won't Blake" he said confidently

"Really?" I asked with a raised brow.

"Yes reAlLy" he mocked making my heart swell with happiness

"Whatever" I said with a pout and an eye roll.

"You know I can just run away the moment you fall asleep right?" I asked with a challenging voice.

"Sure" he chuckled making my heart skip a beat.

"We're here" he said before opening the door.

"I can literally leave if I want" I said to myself.

I got down from the car and awe at the sight in front of me.

"Wow" I said.

"I designed it myself" he said proudly.

"You really did a good job" I praised.

"Thank you" he said before holding out his hand, clearly asking for my hand, and I took it.

He pulled me with him inside the house.

The exterior was beautiful but it doesn't even stand a chance against the interior cause wow. My man knows his stuff.

Ooop...I didn't mean "my man" I meant "my man" in the sense that he's a man and I was- I'll just shut up.

"Damn" I cursed.

"I know" he said making me roll my eyes. Cocky bastard.

"What do you want to eat?" He asked

"I just want to sleep" I yawned. I am exhausted.

"You have to eat, it's been a long day" he said before walking somewhere making me follow him, which just happened to lead to the kitchen.

"I'll make something fast and filling for you" he said as he unbotton his suit.

I couldn't help but blush as the thought of Gustavo, big, mean, heartless, Gustavo is about to make me food.

Low-key thought he would throw me away like dirt the minute we get home. Like in books and in the movies.

"Go and take a shower, then come eat, I'm sure it will be ready by the time you're done." he said putting water into the pot.

"Where is the bathroom please" I asked.

"Upstairs, the door to your right down the hall is our room" he said as he turned on the gas.

"Okay" I said before hurrying to the room.

My man is cooking me dinner, I ran excitedly to the room, the smile I had in the kitchen never leaving my face.