Falling For The Enemy

Chapter 3

Harper

I heard knocking from the front door,I instantly panicked. I soothed out my dress hoping that this will all go well.

I helped my mother and sister to tea and biscuit cookies for the living room.

My father had gotten the door. As the footsteps got closer I was so nervous. My palms sweated, my pits felt cold. Usually when I'm nervous I figit a lot.

Gosh I'm a mess

As they came through the living room I first caught eyes of a icy blue. A strong defined jaw that came with a little stubble. Fair soft looking skin that complemented his midnight hair. His muscles were screaming to tear out of his suit.

Wait what? Okay now I'm looking to much.

I averted my eyes away. Waiting for my father to say something first.

My father shook his hand then turned the attention on us. " pierce I'd like for you to meet my wife, lila" pierce shakes her hand " my youngest daughter Madi " shakes her hand too " and my oldest which is, Harper. " my father said trying to sound all the more cheerful.

Pierce reached for my hand, at that moment when I shook his hand I felt a shock. A feeling that I never felt before, good or bad feeling? wasn't sure how I felt about that. At that very moment I got butterflies in my stomach.

I glared directly in his eyes... But I saw no expression just a plain flat nod. I guess business really is his thing if he wears it on his face too.

We all sat down with pierce on one couch across from us. Our silence was for a few seconds, while our guest just looked around and at his watch.
Like he had much more important tasks to do.

" Mr. Harlem would you like tea or cookies?" my mother said touching the teapot.

" no thank you. "

Pierce took his gaze to my father. " Nick now that we have our arrangement, your daughter is now my BIG responsibility and your debt is paid. I'd also want to get this whole marriage over with tomorrow, after all time is money."
He said rather calmly with a hint of sarcasm then took out his phone to message someone.

The nerve of this guy! Does he not know respect ?!

" Do you not have any respect at all?!" I say glaring at him.

He then looks at me, " your father gave you up, to ME. I have every right to speak how I want in this house. Its not me you should be glaring at or raising your voice to, Im not the one who sold you." He said coldly.

He truly was my enemy now.

I shut my mouth shocked by his words as I look down. I didn't know how to talk to him, because I have never encountered a rude person like this. He was overpowering with those eyes, his voice.

His silky voice...
Shut up Harper!

" alright the marriage is set for tomorrow at noon." he said glancing at my father." And I suggest you have your sh*t packed." he said dryly, looking at me.

" wait what? Already? But it's too soon. " I say upset.

" You have no say in this harlem! " he yelled deeply as he eyed me.

I jumped by his outburst then looked at my parents waiting for them to say something...but nothing. I saw that pierce had a smirk on his face like knew who they were up against.

At that moment Madi said " come on sis let's get you packed. " she said giving him a ugly look. I followed after her up the stairs.

Madi had helped me pack, most of the time she gave me sad faces. She didn't want me to go so she hugged me tightly. I gave it back also and I sighed deeply.

I had all my stuff packed for tomorrow.

We head downstairs to find pierce already gone. Good ridden!!!!

The next day....

It was thirty minutes till noon exact, yet I wish the day lasted longer.

I look outside of the little tent that was provided for me. The wedding was taking place behind a old historic courthouse, yet it was beautiful. All the designs were simple and elegant. Even the bridesmaids were elegant.... I also didn't know them. This whole wedding was planned with out me. Not even a simple question about what color I wanted the flowers.

It made me wonder if this is what pierce planned, or someone like his mother.

With all the sad thoughts I was having I was interrupted.

" Harper sweet heart " my mum whispered.

" huh. " I said confused.

" Are you ready we will start in a couple minutes." She came from behind me to finish the touches on my gown.
I was lost out of my mind that I didn't answer my mum properly.
" how many are out there ?" I move to the little slit of the tent. I peek an eye out to see hundreds of people and the jerk to be.... pierce. Standing tall in a traditional tux, still with that same plain expression. On the sides we're all kinds of news people with cameras behind a red rope.

I wasn't ready to get hitched !!

What was I going to do ? I was going to be married to a man I know nothing about.
The usual wedding chime played quicker than I could think. My mum ran to her seat and my father who was now beside me walked me down the aisle.
I look at pierce who has a straight face eyeing me 'that I better be on my best behavior' stare. I glance back down at the floor. I realize that I'm never going to be happy again but I must do this for pops. I love him dearly and I wouldn't want to see him hurt.
I finally meet up with the groom to be. We stare at each other. His look strictly saying nothing more than a business proposal.  The priest had started the words I so hated now. 

The priest had gotten to the most important part " do you pierce warheart take Harper Harlem to be your lawful wedded wife ?..."
" yes" he said sternly.

What was I getting myself in to. This isn't what I wanted at all.  I was on the verge of running from the alter like in the movies.

" Harper ??"
Pierce said aside from the priest.
"Huh" I look to the crowd and stare at my father with tears in my eyes.
" Harper."
I look up to see a very serious cold face, pierce.

" I- I"

"yes I do. " I say softly.

His gaze still emotionless. Not satisfied by looks, easily tearing me down to the bone.

" you may kiss the bride. "

Crap! The kiss I forgot about that. Is he really going to kiss me?

I wasn't ready for the kiss to come. My stomach had knots inside.

The moment I was shy about, he leaned down. I closed my eyes ready for lips to touch mine when instead he kissed my cheek softly. Something I didn't expect, I shot open my eyes to look at him but instead his eyes were on the crowd.

" I know pronounce you man and wife." the priest said.

Everyone clapped at us as we put on our own rings. I never thought I would see the day that I would be hitched. The day I got married not by my choosing.

I give him one last look then my family as they shake hands.

I especially didn't see myself getting married to my enemy.