2. Arranged marriage!!

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~Ara's P.O.V.~

The sun had entered into the evening, so it made a beautiful orange tinge. The evening sunshine entered the window gap of the Limousine which was in charge of escorting Beyza and me, and now this Limousine has stopped in front of the Church of Bulgarian St. Stephen.

Church of this Bulgarian St. Stephen is seen standing tall. I've read that this church was closed and only opened in 2018, ago. This church is known as the Iron Church. Now I know about the architecture of this church, which is true this church building is made of iron brought from Austria.

Beyza looked so beautiful in a sky blue dress and royal hat, she smiled at me. I held a red rose, then I walked as the little children waiting in front of the church opened the way. My footsteps are in sync with this wrong heartbeat.

I saw Ozgur Doğan standing at the altar, he smiled so charming.

The tuxedo was attached to his muscular body, so that all the women who looked at him couldn't blink. The attention of the congregation turned towards me, as I stepped into the church. This wedding dress is not very open, it looks closed, with a high collar and long sleeves. However it fits in my body. This wedding dress is simple yet luxurious at the same time, complemented by rose brocade which has crystal strands. I stepped closer to Ozgur.

This is a mistake. All of this is so wrong. Today, am I getting married? In a land of people with foreigners. Without my parents. My fate is sad. I always dreamed that if I got married later, Appa would take my hand and lead me to the altar. It turns out that what is happening now is not as beautiful as I dreamed. There, my parents thought that I was attending a student seminar. While here, I attended weddingmass with myself as the main character.

Ozgur stretched out his hand to me, and led me to sit in front of the altar. He held my hand during the blessing and song of praise to God. I wanted to let go of his hand, but he didn't allow it, as if I was going to run away.

Escape? I won't be that stupid. The Mafia will order all of his bodyguards to throw me back at him.

The song of praise to God has ended. And we arrived at the summit. The Pastor walked over to us. He asked. "Do you, Ozgur Doğan. Take this woman as your wedded wife, and do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her in the sickness and health, and for saking all others keep the only onto her for as long as you both, shall live? "

"I do," Ozgur answered without hesitation.

The pastor turned to me. "Do you, Kim Ara. Take this man as your wedded husband, and do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him in the sickness and health, and for saking all others keep the only onto him for as long as you both, shall live?"

I do not want. That's what I want to say. However, I will die after saying that word. Those words would embarrass Ozgur in public. He will torture me even worse than the man in the armory earlier.

Ozgur was staring at me closely, his eyes were not threatening. But those green eyes looked hopeful. He's just waiting for my answer. I took a deep breath, "I do." I answered.

The vow has been said.

My heart is beating fast. I'm officially the wife of a Mafia. A Godfather. Welcome to the hell, Ara.

"You may kiss your bride."

My heart was beating irregularly, as the Pastor spoke those words. Ozgur approached me, his hand stroked my cheek and he looked at me gently. His face is in front of me, so I can feel his breath.

In the next second, he pursed our lips. He closed his eyes, while I still saw the beautiful face carving that is in front of me right now. His lips were chewing my upper lip, I unconsciously closed my eyes when Ozgur grabbed my waist, so that I got closer to him. His scent of musk was so dominant that it made me unable to think straight.

He sipped my lips, so it made me stiff even to kiss him back. My brain is at war between whether or not all of this is true. Then our lip link is done. I've lost my mind.

Boisterous applause resounded after our kiss was over. Ozgur comes closer to me and whispers. "Don't be disappointed, I'll kiss you after we return to the mansion."

Hearing his words, I squinted. He just put on an annoying smile and grabbed my waist, possessively.

After, the ring-fixing session and the wedding mass ceremony were over. Briefly, clearly and concisely, Ozgur would like to thank him for his friends and business partners, who had come to our wedding ceremony. Then he led me into the wedding car that was waiting outside the church. There was no throwing flowers or releasing doves, because Ozgur just wanted a simple wedding.

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In this expensive black car, I sit next to Ozgur. I'm still silent, while looking at the ring that is on my ring finger.

"Why do you keep looking at the ring? Accept it, if we are married."

"Yes, we are married!" Irritatedly, I looked at Ozgur, my courage just appeared. "Because you forced me!"

"I didn't drag you to the altar, right."

"You-" I was so pissed off that it left me speechless. "You know, what I've been dreaming of all this time? My parents are at my wedding mass, Appa will take me to my future husband. And now, my parents don't even know that I'm married."

"Them know."

"What?"

"This should be a surprise to you, but you have ruined everything." Ozgur took out a cell phone from his tuxedo pocket.

He made a video call and pulled me closer to his cellphone screen. My eyes widened, when I saw my parents there. "Hello, Appa, Eomma. Ara wants to talk to you."

Ozgur speaks so intimately to my parents. And my parents, look so friendly to him. Since when did they know each other?

"Ara. Why didn't you tell us all this time if you already have a boyfriend like Ozgur. It turns out you went to Istanbul to meet him. Why are you not being honest?" asked Appa repeatedly.

"Ozgur said you guys have been in a relationship for 3 years, he has asked you to get married since then. However, you only agreed now. If you decide on such an important matter, talk to us, Ara." said Eomma, sound disappointed.

"Since when have I been in a relationship with Ozgur. I just got to know him yesterday!" I said to myself.

I took a deep breath. "Forgive me. This marriage is too sudden, so I can't tell you, Appa, Eomma," I said, full of lies.

"Sorry Appa and Eomma can't come to your wedding. Because you are an adult, you can decide right and wrong things. Come here, after you solve all your problems." Appa reminded me to go home.

"Uhm. I'm going home. I'm going home..." My eyes started to water. I want to say, if I was kidnapped and forced to marry. But I'm afraid, their safety is threatened.

" 사랑 해요, 아빠, 엄마. (I love you, Appa, Eomma.)" I said, in Korean.

"우리도 당신을 사랑합니다. (We, too, love you.)"

I smiled and turned off the video call. "You are cruel, Ozgur. You used my parents to threaten me. Now you will threaten them if I fight you, sob..."

"Shh, do not cry." He wiped my tears. "I don't want to threaten your parents. I just talked to them and made up a little bit of a lie which is now a reality." said him, smiling.

"And them just agreed about this marriage?" I asked, incredulous.

"Of course." Ozgur replied, casually.

"Why?"

His face drew closer to mine. "Because I said," He whispered in my ear. "You're pregnant."

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