Forced to marry him! Completely re-edited

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Hey guys

Im really sorry this is late. I've just been so busy! I've just got so many things going on in my life and I've tried desperately hard to keep you updated with chapters.
And I don't want to end this story now because I want y'all to see the journey lexi and zany's marriage goes through. This is one of their lowest of low moments but hopefully they can love each other enough to stay together. It may seem downhill from here but never fear, the power of love is endless!
Also what is your opinion on Zayn now?

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Lexis POV:

I didn't know why I was so nervous. It was just date, something we had done a million times. I scrutinised myself in door length mirror, checking if my dress was in order. The rose gold satin dress fitted by body perfectly, the deep neck line showed a little more cleavage than I needed whilst the slit up my leg seemed to be inching up higher every time I walked.

I had only worn this dress once after it was given as a gift on my 21st birthday, all this time it sat at the back of my closet collecting dust. Nervously I smoothed out my dress one last time. Zayn decided to take me out on a date and since we hadn't been out for more than a month I couldn't reject him. He was taking me somewhere fancy, I didn't know where, I kept bugging him to tell me.

I had to admit I was super nervous, maybe because I was afraid he'd have forgotten about our date. He seemed pretty busy at work and I didn't want to intervene during his work hours. Hopefully he didn't forget.

As if answering my question Zayn walked though the door fiddling with his sleeve cuffs. My eyes bulged out as I took in his attire, it really did look like he was dressed down to go to a wedding.

"Damn babe!" he exclaimed as he walked closer to me. From the mirror my eyes caught his for a brief moment and I felt all warm and gooey on the inside. His hands automatically wrapped their way around me pulling me to him so that my back pressed against his chest. His nose tickled the side of my neck and I could almost hear him breathe in.

Against my belly he intertwined our fingers, his thumb roughly caressing my ring finger. "You look really good!" he mumbled in my ear sending a shiver down my spine.

"So do you." I said butting him from behind.

He groaned "You've gotta stop doing that." Then in fast motions he spun me around and dropped me low. I sucked in a deep breath biting the sides of my cheeks super hard to stop myself from doing anything stupid. "Especially if you want that dress in one piece." He mumbled pressing a kiss to the bottom of my neck.

My eyes widened as he continued to kiss me, inching higher and higher. Before he could get to my lips I dropped my hand over his mouth. His strong steel arms around me wavered a bit. "I still have makeup on and we need to go on the date."

He groaned like a kid, then efficiently standing up he spun me back to my feet. "Fine, shall we go?"

Once safely in the car I watched the houses pass by. Zayn was super......touchy and almost horny.....maybe he had too much of testosterone pumping through his veins or something cause he was starting to act like an animal targeting its prey- me.

But at the same time I was kind of excited the point our relationship was at. It was exciting and worth while watching Zayns reaction to every outfit I wore whether it was a laced up mini dress or his boxers and shirts.

So he ended up taking me to a super fancy restaurant, it was on a sky-rise building that rotated every 30 mins. Below was a gambling arena but we weren't too keen on that, maybe just the amount of food that was there.