A Dance with Danger

Chapter Twenty-Six

**Estelle POV**

The courtroom was bathed in a soft, golden glow, the sunlight streaming in through tall windows and casting long, elegant shadows across the polished marble floor.

I stare at the closed door in front of me, Damien stand beside me awaited for me to give the signal.

“ Breathe Dear." He said softly, I looked at him smiling. “ Thanks for walking me.” I replied, he kissed the top of my head.

“ I'll do anything for you Estelle. Even if I have to kick my son if he says something to you.” I laughed, for the past five days Ilya and Damien helped me choose a venue.

Now the day was here where we make it official, the day I sign my life away to Tiberius Kavouris. “ No need, but if it goes south I call." I Joked, Damien nods holding his arm out as I hooked my arm with his.

The heavy wooden doors creaked open, and I stepped inside, my breath catching at the sight before me. The delicate scent of fresh flowers mingled with the hushed hum of low conversations, making my heart race with the weight of this moment.

My steps felt heavier than usual as I walked toward the altar, nerves, excitement, and uncertainty swirling inside me, colliding in a mess I couldn’t quite unravel.

And then I saw him.

Tiberius.

Tiberius Best men was Rio, I barely see him sometimes. Rio was occupied in New York for a couple of months and hasn't returned home until recently.

Next to Rio as Skylar,the Nineteen year old scanned the roomas if looking for someone in particular but doesn't find anyone and soon turns his attention to he front.

Then Magnus, The guy Rielly has been gawking. And blaze, Who wasn't the end.

It was hard to choose a brides maid so I decided to make them all my brides maids. they all were wearing champagne colour dresses.

As soon as I reached Tiberius, He reached out his hand. I unhooked my arm with Damien and hold Tiberius.

Damien left soon after giving Tiberius a warning glared before joining his husband who's next to my mother comforting her.

He stood at the altar, his posture perfect, a silhouette of power in his dark suit. The air around him seemed to tremble, his presence so commanding that it felt as though the world had come to a standstill.

His sharp eyes locked onto mine the moment our gazes met, and the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us. In that instant, I felt something deep inside me settle.

I swallowed, trying to calm the flutter in my chest, each step bringing me closer to a future I wasn’t sure I fully understood. My heels clicked softly on the marble floor, the rhythmic sound doing nothing to ease the pounding of my heart.

The dress clung to me like a second skin, its delicate lace and silk fabric caressing my form, but it was the weight of this moment that held me in place. I wasn’t just stepping into a marriage—I was stepping into a life I had never imagined. A life I wasn’t sure I was ready for.

When the officiant spoke, asking if I took Tiberius to be my husband, I could hear the tremor in my voice. Despite everything, the commitment I was about to make felt far bigger than I could have ever anticipated. It wasn’t just about love—it was about a future, one that was filled with promises and dangers, things I wasn’t sure I could fully grasp yet.

Tiberius took my hand as I reached him, his touch firm, but somehow grounding. His eyes, dark and intense, flicked to mine, and for a brief moment, I saw something softer there—something only I was allowed to see. It sent a shiver down my spine, and before I could fully process it, his voice broke the silence.