Bab 3: How Dare He?!

"Cedric Logan Hartford, do you take Sylvia Melvyn to be your lawfully wedded wife, to hold, to cherish, and fulfill the duties of the abiding law to your Empire?!" the priest asked.

"I do," he said. His voice was soft, rough, and bored like he was held in a war front and he was out of attacks against the enemy, who knew two words can give all kinds of vibes.

"Sylvia Melvyn, do you take Cedric Logan Hartford to be your lawfully wedded husband, to cherish and fulfill the duties of the abiding law to your Empire?"

I was silent for a minute that made the priest look at me urging me to say the words, there was definitely no going back in this.

"I do," I said with a gulp.

"I now pronounce you Man and wife" he announced.

I sighed, there goes my free life, my face dropped, nothing could be much worse than this. Please take me, Lord! Take me!.

"You may now kiss the bride".

The priest's words made my mind race.

My eyes were wide, my mouth parted in shock. No, no, no, no, no. That cannot happen, there was no way I was kissing this man. The bridesmaids turned my veil urging me to face my husband. I turned and gulped loudly.

My heart slammed, please please don't!

I gasped when he reached for my veil, my soul left me the moment the air hit my face, I closed my eyes in panic as the veil came behind me, feeling an intense stare I was forced to open my eyes.

My light brown eyes met with the most beautiful mysterious dark green eyes I have ever seen, who knew green was such a beautiful color until now, it was enthralling, almost like it called to me.

My breath caught when I stared at his handsome features, his face was beyond perfection, those thick eyebrows of his, his strong jawline, his paled smooth features, his pale lips that had some slight pink to it, he didn't even look 32, he was just... so handsome, I was practically staring like a teen taking a glimpse of her crush... stupid! I'm a TEEN!

But those amazing features of his held no emotion, it was more like staring at a blank paper you couldn't read, it made you wonder how to communicate. I gulped.

His long equipped fingers came for my cheeks, my eyes followed as he touch my cheeks slightly, I felt a deep shiver all through my body, his fingers were cold like ice, my eyes quickly drifted to him in surprise and then he leaned forward, I panic moving back from him but then I felt something pushing me forward like an invisible force, I turned to him in realization.

How dare he use magic on me! I was about to say something but he claimed my lips like I was a prized possession. My eyes wide, his lips on mine as it roamed around in wonder, and then I did the unthinkable, I closed my eyes as he did his bidding, the sensation sent a tinkled feeling at my sides, one hand came at my tiny waist, I shivered.

It was like he put a spell on me to just stand frozen and let him have his way and I knew all too well he did because I couldn't feel my body, how dare he use magic on me without question, this man didn't have respect for my privacy.

I heard the crowd clap their hands and then Cedric pulled away from me, leaving me helpless.

I let out a breath of annoyance at his action, we both turned to the crowd as they applauded, my eyes only drifted to Cedric.

He was a man with no respect for a woman, he used magic on me just to have my lips, he would have just given me a light kiss that could take a second, but his went on never-ending and it was a kiss that will linger on my mind because it was my first, and it was stolen by this man, a man who was now my husband by law, not by my heart, it will be torture for me, because I will spend the rest of my life with a stranger.