Chapter 1

Brook's Pov

My heart is pounding hard.

My dad and I reach the end of the aisle he hugged me, "You look beautiful, and thank you for doing this." He whispered in my ear before handing me over to Martin.

We both stand in front of the preacher. I look at Martin and he has a scowl on his face not looking happy at all.

Even though I hate this man I'm about to marry I must say he looks fucking hot.

His gray eyes stare into mine and I can't help but feel a pang in my chest. This was supposed to be the best day of my life when I get married to the man I love.

"You look... great.." He whispered with a smirk.

Arrogant asshole I take everything back I just said.

"Aww and here I thought I was breathtaking," I whispered back pouting my lips.

My mother told me to act happy in front of all the guests but this fucking ass is making it impossible...

My friends were all shocked over the news that I'm marrying Martin but they support me one hundred percent. Daniel was shocked at first but he soon got over it and well let's just say I'm glad I never told him how much I love him...

I let out a soft sigh and drift my eyes to where my bridesmaids were standing.

"Welcome, loved ones. We are gathered here today to join Martin Taylor and Brooke Jones in holy matrimony." He then looked at us, "You may say your vows."

Martin looked into my eyes, "Brooke, I promise to cherish you always, to honor and sustain you, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, and to be true to you in all things until death alone shall part us". He says.

I got tears in my eyes I shouldn't be standing here. This is all fake I should be saying my vows to the man I love.

I forced a smile, "Martin, I promise to cherish you always, to honor and sustain you, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, and to be true to you in all things until death alone shall part us". My voice breaks as I say my vows and tears roll down my cheeks.

The people think it's happy tears so I guess it's a good thing.

My brother Jason brings our rings.

He takes the ring then my hands, "With this ring I, Martin, take you, Brook, to be no other than yourself. Loving what I know of you, and trusting what I do not yet know, I will respect your integrity and have faith in your abiding love for me, through all our years, and in all that life may bring us."

I looked at the ring and it was beautiful rose gold with diamonds. It's the most beautiful ring I have ever seen.

I take his ring it's black and rose gold, "With this ring I, Brooke, take you, Martin, to be no other than yourself. Loving what I know of you, and trusting what I do not yet know, I will respect your integrity and have faith in your abiding love for me, through all our years, and in all that life may bring us." I slip it into his long fingers.

"If there's anyone who objects to this wedding Speak now or forever hold your peace."

I look up wondering if anyone has the balls to object... Mmm... I guess no one.

Thank you ladies and gentlemen you just signed my death warrant but I know every one of you I will haunt all of you.

"By the power vested in me by the state of California, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

I feel my heartbeat increase I forgot about this part. Martin took my veil off then he leaned forward and place a kiss on my cheeks.

I can't believe it I'm married.

I'm married to a fucking arrogant asshole!

Everyone starts clapping and cheering while Martin took my hands.

I look at my parents and both of them were crying and smiling at the same time.

I put on a fake smile when Martin and I started walking and the guest starts throwing rose pedals.

We walked to our reception area which is being held in a big white tent. The path is decorated with withe and red rose petals with fairy lights and flowers on the side.

Our mothers came to get us to take some photos with just the two of us. Martin looked like he was being tortured but at least he put on a smile when the photographer took our photos.

The guests congratulate us one by one until my two friends came and stand next to me.

"I know this isn't the wedding or man you wanted but think about it this way you got yourself a hot husband," Peyton said looking over to my husband.

"His looking your way," Katherine grins.

I looked over at him and indeed Martin was staring at me. Our eyes locked but he doesn't look away. Instead, he stares harder.

"Go to him," she encourages me with a nudge against my arm.

"Do you want me to get murdered?" I asked her.

She laughed, "I don't think he's going to murder you in front of everyone maybe tonight on your wedding night," Peyton said wiggling her eyebrows.

"Nah, I'm the one that's going to murder him if he tries any funny tricks," I whispered as I walked toward my dear husband.

He is sitting at the bride's table looking like he owns the place.

"Hey," I said as I sit down next to him.

He doesn't reply and just stares at me.

"Why are you staring at me?" I asked getting uncomfortable under his eyes.

"It's nothing just can't believe you cleaned up this nice after the last time I saw you."

I give him a hard look, "Yeah, I was thinking if I have to get married to an arrogant ass I can at least look nice on my wedding day."

"So how are you feeling?" He asked in a hard tone.

"Well except that I just got married I feel wonderful and you?"

"Like an old married man whose wife keeps nagging him," he said with a smirk.

"Hey, guys," Kerin's annoying voice interrupts us.

"You looked wonderful out there Martin," she smiled showing her pearly white teeth.

"Thank you, do you want to dance?"

"Oh my yes!" she squeals like a horny teenage girl.

I watch them walking to the dance floor. Gosh, they would make the perfect couple both as annoying as the other.

As soon as the song ended the DJ announced, "Ladies and gentlemen please welcome John Legend. It's time for the newlywed's first dance."

Everyone starts cheering as John walked onto the stage.

"Good evening everyone, tonight I will be singing a special song to the bride and groom. It's called " All of me". " John said and the guests go wild again.

The music starts and Martin put his arms around my waist.

What would I do without your smart mouth?

Drawin' me in you kick me out.

You got my head spinnin', no kiddin'

"Why do you look so scared?" My dearest husband whispered against my ear.

"Because I'm married to you aren't you scared?" I whispered back.

I can't pin you down

What's going on in that beautiful mind

I'm on your magical mystery ride

and I'm so dizzy don't know what hit me.

my head underwater, but I'm breathing fine

and my husband just keeps quiet.

but I'll be alright

You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

"You don't need to be scared Brooke," He said before spinning me.

Cause all of me

loves all of you.

"May I cut in?" I hear my father's voice.

Martin steps back and lets my father dance with me.

"Brooke, thank you for doing this. I know you think we are selfish but that's not the case. Your mother and I love you very much. Martin isn't a bad guy once you get to know him."

I looked up at my father and saw his eyes filled with tears, "Daddy, I would do anything for you. I'm not mad at you anymore I love you, daddy," I whisper completely ignoring his remark about Martin.

Martin walks up to me, "It's time to leave."

I look back at him frowning but decided not to say anything.

"The bride has to throw her bouquet!" I hear Katherine yell as we walk towards the exit.

All the girls line up and I turn around before throwing it. I look at who caught it and was surprised to see Payton standing with the flowers in her hands.

Martin suddenly lifts me and the people went crazy yelling and clapping. "Oh fuck if I knew you weighed a ton I would have never picked you up."

I glare at him, "Well it's not my fault you aren't strong enough!" I resorted to a death glare.

We finally reached the limo and when I got inside I saw six guys sitting there.

"Halo my lovely bride." one of them said holding a glass of champagne to me.

Great now I have to ride with not one but seven hot guys who probably think they are gods given to women.

"My name is Brooke not lovely, sweetie or baby or whatever name you want to call me. Say it, Brooke!"

The guys chuckled at my reaction, "I'm going to drop you off at the house and if you were wondering no there will be no honeymoon", Mr. jackass told me.

" Ah great the sooner I get away from you the better. And it wouldn't be a honeymoon but rather a trip to hell if I go with you on vacation."

I lean my head against the window not wanting to talk to him or anyone else further.