Chapter Two

The wedding.

Kalia. 

Most girls dream of their wedding day, the gown they will wear, saying yes to the man of their dreams. Getting their fairytale endings. 

But I am not like most girls. I don't believe in fairy tales and I most certainly don't belive in till love do us part. 

But for my father I would do anything, he had sacrificed everything for me. 

I looked at my reflection in the mirror for the hundredth time, 

"You look so beautiful my princess." my dad said from the door. His health was taking a turn for the worse and it was starting to show in his face.

"Thank you dad. I wish mom was here." i said as he took me into his arms.

"She would have been so proud of you mia amors."

We both stood there in silence for a while looking at how beautiful I looked in that dress. 

"You know you don't have to do this," my father started as tears freely fell down his face. "We could find another way."

"There is no other way dad." i said turning around and taking his hands in mine. "I want to do this, it's our only option."

"It just breaks my heart..."

"Shhh.." i cut him off, "don't say it. Please."

"Okay then, we should get going."

It was a private ceremony, attended by only immediate family members and friends and a few media houses, just like I had wanted.

"It's beautiful." Jake Moretti whispered in my ear as we swayed slowly, our hands intertwined as we slowly danced for the first time as husband and wife.

"I can't believe you are a Moretti now." Jake said kissing my neck softly.

"Moretti Kiari. I am keeping my last name remember?" I whispered cheekily back.

"Ofcourse." he agreed with me as we smiled for the camera for the hundredth time.

We danced and laughed together with our family and friends, and I that moment I was happy, genuinely happy. 

It was a beautiful day and I intended for it to remain that way. 

" There she is." i heard his voice, from behind me. "my beautiful wife."

Jake came up behind me, wrapping his hands around my waist. 

"It was a beautiful day." he whispered. 

"Yes, it was." i said turning around as I kissed him. 

"Why don't we get out of here." i suggested as I kissed him. 

"I was wondering when you were going to ask." he said grabbing my hand and we immediately headed for the waiting limo. 

The drive back to his house, which was technically now our house was fast. 

He led me straight to his room, given the circumstances of our marriage and short engagement, I had never been to his house even once. 

But it was just as i had imagined it. 

"You have a beautiful house." i said honestly, "I won't mind a house tour."  i said trying to get him to show me around. 

"You really want a house tour right now?" he asked kissing me. 

"Not really." i said running up the stairs. 

His room was big and beautiful the theme seemed to be white with a touch of brown. 

He pushed me into the bed, his eyes dark full of desire. I could see the big bulge in his trousers as he looked at me like I was a fresh piece of meat. 

"I have a confession to make." i blurted out. Unable to hold on anymore. 

He studied me, intensely, like he was trying to figure out what I was about to say. 

"really?" he asked getting on top of me, eye contact intact. 

"Mmmhm" i nodded. " i am not really a brunette, I dyed my hair because I heard you liked brunettes." i said cheekily. 

But he seemed mad, the aura suddenly changed and there was a tense air between us. 

"You are not mad at me, are you?" I teased him and in a second he sat back down. I followed him, and knelt hugging him from behind. 

He did not say anything, instead he sat there in silence. 

Afraid I had ruined everything, I tried to kiss him but he pushed me away. 

I stood up and walked over to the window, I stood there for a while, I was about to walk back over to him, when I felt his warm breath all overy neck. 

"What else did you lie about?" he asked grabbing my tits from behind while sucking my ear lobes. 

"I didn't lie.", I tried to say in between breaths, he turned me around and his hand was now in my neck, 

"Are you sure about that?"  he said lifting my dress up with his fingers, the sensation of his touch on my bare skin sending Shockwaves all overy body. 

"I want you." i whispered as his Fingers finally found my garters. 

This was not supposed to happen, but I could not hold myself any longer. I wanted him just as much as he wanted me and I was ready to tell him I was a virgin. 

"I have to tell you something Jake." i whispered between slow moans. 

"seriously, right now? Again?" he said in a grumpy voice. 

"It really can't wait." i whispered. "I am a virgin."i blurted out and the moment the words left my mouth I felt his fingers stiffen inside me. 

" Please don't stop." i said when he tried to remove his hand and I thigh locked it. 

As if just in time, his phone started ringing. And I instantly knew everything was about to change, and I wanted things to remain as they were for just a while longer. 

" Don't take it, I want you to take me instead." i whispered, as I tried to touch him. 

"It could be important." was all he said as he got up,. 

The moment he picked his phone, the air around me thickened, I could not breath. I needed to get out of here. 

I saw him look over at me, his eyes dead cold. I had never seen them like that, it was a death stare. 

I quickly got up and headed for the door and slowly mumbled. 

"I am sorry." before I rushed out. 

I was not lying when I said I wanted him, I really did. He brought out something in me that I had never felt before. 

As much as I didn't believe in marriage, I had kept myself pure for a reason, I wanted him but not like this. 

"I can't do this." i finally blurted out in tears and ran out of that room.