The Devil's Intoxication

"You may now kiss the bride." The minister said, smiling happily.
"Turn around." He said, keeping eye contact with me. Turn around? Turn around for what, I thought.
"Pardon sir?" Said the minister. Even everyone around us seemed confused.
"Everybody turn around!" His voice boomed
"Y-you heard him."
With that, everybody turned around without hesitation. I began nervously looking down, playing with my ring. 'This is my first kiss, and I'm about to loose it to a Mafia boss?' I began to tremble. 'I've never kissed anyone before, what if he doesn't like it?' I feel sick. 'What if I don't like it?' All these thoughts swerming in my head. I didn't notice him placing his forefinger under my chin.
Slowly lifting it to meet his gaze. "I want your first kiss to be special, little one." He whispers in my ear. Leaning in ever so slowly and slightly brushing our noses together. He finally places his lips on mine. The kiss was slow and passionate. Was greatful that he was leading this kiss. Though I wanted it to last a little longer, but to my dismay, he pulls away. Caressing my chin with his thumb. As if cue, everybody turns back around, and starts clapping.

My first kiss had been with the devil

and I loved every second of it.

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WARNING: There will be strong language and other stuff so beware! This is my first story, so please don't be rude about it. I do not need anyone critiquing my work, I'll do that myself. All images and videos go to their rightful owner, not claiming them as mine. Enjoy the story!