Lethal Love

Chapter One

My world was right in front of me, radiating with such confidence and beauty. The sea breeze brushed against my skin, the salty aroma filling my nose. My eyes peered down at my outfit. This white dress was terribly long, making it extremely different to my normal attire of shorts and a t-shirt. My hair draped over my shoulder, itching the side of my neck. This was supposed to be the best day of my life but I felt awfully self conscious,

"I, Adrian Clark, take you Jade King, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part," His raspy voice resonated my ears.

There he was.

My soon to be husband, Adrian Clark.

Adrian was the love of my life. He had no flaws but instead striking emerald eyes, phenomenal brunette hair and he was physically impeccable. It is true that he made me feel insecure though. With all that he was and all that I wasn't, I considered him superior to myself. I guess you could say I didn't deserve him. My dirty blonde hair, curvy stature and dull blue eyes couldn't match anything that Adrian was.

I could never stop thinking about this.

He was perfect.

And I was flawed.

The day of our wedding went by smoothly. Adrian and I had a beautiful ceremony near the beach and invited all of our family and friends. It was overwhelming to have gotten married. To think that I had been dreaming about that one day since I was a little girl and it went by in the click of a finger.

Although, I couldn't have been happier.

I must admit that I was overly joyed about leaving for our honeymoon. We were going to Adrian's favourite place on Earth.

London.

Never being there before, I wasn't sure what to expect, but I knew that I would have a fantastic time as long as I was with the love of my life,

"Are you ready to leave, babe?" His strong embrace let loose a cage of butterflies in my stomach. Only he could make me feel like this.

"Yes I am," A smile creeped up on his face. Returning the gesture, I took his hand in mine and begun walking out of my apartment door, excited for the journey ahead of us.

After going through security and what not at the airport, Adrian and I still had hours before we had to board our plane,

"Hey, remember when we were kids and we used to play that game? We called it truth or truth for a while and we would just ask each other questions," I spoke fondly to Adrian as he turned his head to look at me. The light coming through the windows made the green in his eyes brighter than usual,

"Yeah, that was really fun. Do you want to play it now?" I nodded my head eagerly. Adrian had read my mind, I wanted to get to know him even more than I already did. Our bond as husband and wife had to start somewhere,

"Ok, who was your first time with?" Adrian tilted his head at the question I just asked him, seeming deep in thought. His eyes looked at the floor as he answered,

"Penny Morgan. She was my first love," Placing my hand on Adrian's back, I considered if asking this question had hit a sore spot. The miserable look on his face confirmed my thoughts. He shook it off and straightened his back abruptly,

"Is it ok if you ask a question again? I feel as though that one didn't tell you enough about me," Nodding, I thought of another question that I could ask my husband,

"You know how at weddings, they always say 'until death do us part'. What would you do if one day we woke up and we weren't together anymore? It doesn't necessarily have to mean that we aren't a couple but if we were just separated," Adrian intertwined his fingers with mine. Lifting his head to look me directly in the eyes, he spoke his response so softly it sent chills up my spine,

"If I were ever separated from you, I would spend every second of every day trying to find you again. As soon as I found you, I would send you a rose for each day I was away, to try to make up for the beauty I was missing out on all of the time I couldn't see your gorgeous face,"

Even the words he spoke were perfect.

Perfectly articulated.

Perfectly beautiful.

Perfectly Adrian.

The flight to London was rather lengthy. Adrian and I had decided to pass the time by watching some classic movies and sleeping every now and then as well. No matter where we were or what we were doing, he always made me feel something different. As though I was the only person he had ever loved and that he never wanted to lose me for anything,

"Jade, come on. This taxi will take us to our hotel," I was snapped out of my trance by Adrian's loud voice. As we sat in the taxi, the driver took off. My eyes gazed out the window, taking in the stunning surroundings of London. It was everything I thought it would be. People were scurrying around the streets, suitcases in hand and on the phone. The air was frigid but seemed fresher than any other air I had inhaled before. My ears were occupied by the sounds of cars beeping, the Big Ben chiming and buses zooming past our taxi. The sights took my breath away,

"Enjoying the view babe? I thought that you would like it," Adrian whispered in my ear as he placed a hand on my thigh. Turning my head I smiled at him, feeling like a kid in a lolly shop. I leaned over to Adrian and placed a small kiss on his cheek,

"Thank you for being you. I am so glad that we got married," Adrian simply replied with a smile. We sat in silence for the rest of the taxi ride as we made our way to the hotel.

If being outside took my breath away, I wouldn't know the words to describe how I felt when taking a step into our hotel room. My jaw instantly dropped. It was what I imagined a million dollar celebrity would stay in when on holidays. The walls were covered in baby blue paint, the kitchen was larger than my house, the bedroom was occupied by a bed that felt like it was made from clouds and the living room had a gigantic TV thats width was longer than my height. Adrian had organised our accommodation and to say the least, he had outdone himself,

"Wow, that is the only word that I can manage to say right now," Adrian embraced me in a hug as I told him my thoughts about the room. His arms fit around me in such a way that it was almost as though they were made for holding me. I was the luckiest girl because I had him. Ruining the moment, Adrian's phone sounded indicating that he had received a text message. Pulling it out of his pocket, he examined the screen,

"I am so sorry, babe. I have to go. I will be back in less than an hour," My eyebrows knitted together. Who was that texting him? How has he got to leave me to do something when we are thousands of kilometres away from home? Who is he leaving to see? Before I could ask any questions, he was gone.

This is where it all started.

My mistakes.