I'll Give You Much More Tonight

As planned, my wedding blessing will be held today, three days after my return to Grandpa's mansion. The blessing would be held at my family's chapel which was still in the Mourinho Mansion neighborhood. The chapel was white in color in a Gothic style and had four small towers with a cross at each end. It looked very well-maintained and some of the designs were refurbished, despite the fact that the chapel had not been used since my parents' death.

I stood on the red carpet that led to the altar where Alexander, in his tuxedo, stood waiting for me. When we married Sebastien, we didn't have a blessing. We just went to the registry office and registered our marriage. Despite being an atheist, the reason Grandpa asked me to have a blessing first was to honor my late mother who was very religious.

My hand was on Grandpa's arm as I walked on the red carpet, while my other hand held a bouquet of peonies and baby breath. The plain white A-line dress with a bow at the back waist that I wore was my mother's wedding dress. I could say that this wedding was the wedding of my dreams. If only the man waiting for me at the altar was a man who had as much love for me as the love my father had for my mother, then I would be the happiest woman today. However, standing there was a man who married me only for money.

As soon as my Grandpa and I stood in front of the altar, he placed my hand in Alexander's. "I give my dear granddaughter to you to keep and love for the rest of your life."

Alexander, who was holding my hand, immediately looked down and kissed the back of my hand with his eyes fixed on my face so that I could clearly see his little grin as his lips were about to touch my skin. After moving his face away from my hand, he looked up at Grandpa with confidence.

"I will, I promise you," Alexander said.

We stood side by side in front of the priest who was binding our sacred vows. I stared ahead with both hands clasped tightly around the bouquet of flowers in front of my stomach. As people who don't care about religion at all, I didn't know why we were making empty promises like this. Or maybe it's because we both don't believe in God, so we can make a bond that is considered sacred by others into a toy like this.

"I announce you as a husband and wife," said the priest after Alexander and I had exchanged vows.

Selena, the daughter of Grandpa's stepdaughter, stood holding a tray on which an uncovered red velvet box made visible the two rings inside. She carried them towards the altar with a smile on her face, though I knew that the smile was fake.

Alexander took the smaller ring, looking at me with a smile as he took my right hand and pinned the ring to my ring finger. I took a quick glance at the Grandpa standing with the other two. A smile that showed great happiness was on Grandpa's face. Seeing that, I took the remaining ring from the velvet box and put it on Alexander's finger, making him smile triumphantly.

"And now you may kiss your bride," the priest said.

I was wide-eyed as Alexander's eagle-sharp eyes stared at me, then his head leaned closer to my face. My hands were clenched tightly by my thighs. Part of me screamed for me to back away to get away from him, but my eyes were drawn to his lips that were flushed and, I must admit, aroused a naughty desire to taste them. As his face gets closer, I close my eyes. I could feel the moment his lips pressed against mine making my heart beat as if there was a drum beating inside. However, in a short time, emptiness replaced the warmth of Alexander's lips.

It wasn't a kiss, but just a brief, meaningless peck. When I opened my eyes, Alexander's face was still very close, and he pressed his cheek against mine as he said, "I know you want more. Don't worry, Little Princess, I'll give you much more tonight."