This Isn't My Idea of Love

Chapter Eighteen: Awkward Start to Married Life

“Now remember you have a duty tonight,” Celia told Lionel as she smoothed out his suit, it was getting late and it was nearly time for him to head home with Viola; the brunette was speaking with her own mother and was having the same conversation.

“Now make sure that you make her organism… she’s your wife and she shouldn’t be responsible for her own organisms now,” Celia said making Lionel stare at his mother, he really didn't want any sex advice from her.

Celia patted his head as Jorge appeared and wrapped an arm around her waist as he looked at his son, he knew that Lionel didn't need him also telling him about what he needed to do tonight; it was enough that Celia had spoken to him about what needed to be done.

“We are so proud of you,” Celia said as she smiled at her son, Lionel stared at his mother taken back as she said those words; he knew that she had said them before but it was like this time she really meant it.

Leonardo appeared with his wife followed by Viola, who looked nervous; Lionel took her hand and drew her close making their parents smile as they watched the newlyweds.

“You both know what you have to do,” Annabelle said making the couple nod their heads, it wasn’t something that they were looking forward to but they knew that there was no way around it.

The two sets of parents moved away from the newlyweds so that they could say their goodbyes to everyone and thank them for coming before they headed back home for their first night as man and wife.

“Viola?” said a voice making the brunette still, she hadn’t expected to see him ever again; yet here he was at her wedding with a smile on his face.

Brent smiled softly as he looked at his ex-girlfriend, she looked beautiful in her wedding dress and he had to admit that the last five months had done wonders for her.

“Brent, what are you doing here?” Viola asked as she stepped away from Lionel with a grin before she wrapped her arms around her former boyfriend; Lionel felt a pang of jealously run through him as he watched his wife with her ex-boyfriend.

“I had to see you… to say goodbye properly,” Brent said making Viola nod her head softly, she glanced at Lionel who was watching the two of them with a guarded expression.

Brent took a deep breath as he looked at Viola, he knew that he had done the right thing in letting her go; he could see that she had feelings for Lionel even if she didn't see it herself.

“I hope you find someone,” the brunette said softly, she wanted Brent to find happiness for himself and didn't spend his life waiting for her.

Brent nodded his head as he watched Viola take Lionel’s hand, he knew that this would be the last time the two of them ever saw each other and that this truly was goodbye.

***

“Are you okay?” Lionel murmured after Brent had left and they had spoken with a few of his team-mates; he could see that Viola was a little upset and he didn't blame her, he didn't know what to say about her ex-boyfriend turning up.

“I’ll be fine,” Viola reassured him before there was a crash behind them, Lionel and Viola turned around to see Gerard and Cesc dragging Antonella out of the hall.

It was clear the argentine was drunk and was in no mood to do as she was told; Antonella grinned as she spotted Lionel and shrugged Cesc off.

“Leo,” Antonella purred as she walked towards her ex-boyfriend, Viola rolled her eyes as she watched the other brunette throw herself at Lionel; who didn't seem impressed with her actions.

“Anto… what are you doing here?” Lionel asked as he pushed her away gently and moved away from her, he didn't need this today and he wasn’t sure how to cope with what was happening.

Antonella frowned at Lionel’s actions, she pursed her lips as she glared at Viola; it should have been her marrying Lionel today, if Viola hadn’t ruined her plans.

“I came to celebrate your wedding,” Antonella said as she smoothed out her red cami dress, which clearly wasn’t appropriate for a wedding; Lionel sighed as he shook his head, he knew that a couple of his friends were watching in disapproval.

Only a limited number of people at the wedding had known the truth about its arrangement, everyone else had been under the impression that Lionel had been engaged to Viola for years and had cheated on her with Antonella.

“Why don’t I call you a cab Anto,” Daniella said as she stepped forward to stop the argentine making more of a fool of herself; she couldn't believe that Antonella was here and doing such a thing and it made her wonder what she was up to.

However Antonella shrugged Daniella off and glared at her former friend, Cesc moved forward and pulled his pregnant girlfriend back knowing that this wasn’t going to end well.

Gerard left the room to call security since it was clear that Antonella was going to leave without a fight.

“This should have been our wedding day Leo… not you and that whore,” Antonella spat making Viola flinch, Heather wrapped an arm around her friend while the whole room where silent and watched the drunken spectacle.

“We could have been amazing… the new Posh and Becks, but you threw that away for her,” Antonella said bitterly making Lionel frown wondering what had happened to the woman that he had met all those years ago; this clearly wasn’t her.

It was at that moment that security arrived and started to lead Antonella from the hall as Lionel returned to Viola’s side and held her close; he knew that he needed to act his part right now as the caring husband.

“A plague on both your houses,” Antonella cried as she was pulled from the hall, it was clear that she wanted everyone’s attention on her when it should have been Lionel and Viola’s happy day.

***

“Okay, so how do you want to do this?” Viola said as she looked at Lionel, she was sat on the bed dressed in a raspberry chemise with lace inserts; she watched as her new husband shifted nervously.

The couple had not long returned from their wedding and were now wondering how they would consummate their marriage; something that made the two of them uncomfortable.

“Maybe if we just don’t think of what we are doing?” Lionel said making Viola look at him, she had a feeling that this was going to be an extremely long night.

The brunette nodded her head as Lionel stopped in front of her, she licked her lips nervously as he took a deep breath before he kissed her; the couple slowly moved back onto their marital bed knowing what had to be done.

Lionel’s hands trailed up Viola’s bare thighs, he tried not to think of what he was doing with her but it was near impossible as it consumed his thoughts.

The couple knew that this would be their routine until Viola fell pregnant so that they could please their parents; it was the last thing that they had asked for.