Tiffany Hwang's POV

At the age of twenty-one, I have this simple and intimate wedding attended by a number of quest from the cream of Italian society. And when my husbands died in our wedding day I thought from that moment I will never getting married again.

But seven years after that faithful day I met and then I slowly fell with my infamous adversary, Kim Taeyeon. Since the day I met him he's so much for my piece of mind. I guess at that time when I still worshipping my late husband's memory I thought I will betray him if I started to feel something to another man.

That's why I always cold and rude to Taeyeon in those years before I feared that one day he might replace Nickhun in my heart.

And I've never been wrong. After I learned about my late husband's betrayal—the truth he never really love me as much as I loved him. That he was in love with someone else. It opened my eyes that I should get a life and let go off the past.

Now once again I am a bride. It is my wedding day to Kim Taeyeon. I stared at the full length mirror in the suite Taeyeon and I shared in one of the most luxury hotel in Las Vegas. At twenty-nine I feel like a blushing became bride again.

I don't know why Taeyeon so eager to get married. We've been just engaged two days ago and after our hasty visit to his grandparents we flew straight to Vegas to get married. Honestly, it doesn't matter if we married today or next year as long as we love each other I'm fine if we just live in sin. For me marriage is just formality to what we really feel for one another.

I wore a simple white knee light cocktail dress I brought awhile ago. The simple white bouquet Taeyeon purchased before he left the suite to get another room so he can change into his tuxedo before the wedding ceremony.

He told me that the groom can't see his bride before the wedding it's bad luck. I smiled the thought who would have thought that he believed that myth.

I never thought that I will marry again after my husband's death—but I certainly never come to my mind that when I tie the knot again it will be in Las Vegas with Elvis preside the ceremony. It's hilarious we might as well can consider this as elopement when we didn't invite any family member to witness our wedding. When I tell Jessica about this sudden wedding I could almost picture her laughing her so hard.

My mobile phone rang. I went near the bed to pick it up. I smiled when I saw Taeyeon's number I pressed the answer button. "Hello?"

"Are you ready, my beautiful bride?" Taeyeon greeted in other line.

My heart leaped at his words. "How did you know that I am a beautiful bride?"

"I just did."

I laughed when I heard the signature arrogance in his voice. How I love this man with all of his arrogance. "Flatterer."

"Are you ready?" Taeyeon laughed loudly in the other line. "Come down to lobby I want you to meet my—well, I think I could consider him as my friends when he's not in his obnoxious self."

"Hey!" I heard reprimand from another male deep voice on the phone. "I am right here beside you, you know."

"Has anyone told you it's rude to listen to someone else's phone conversation?" Taeyeon replied to the man. He must be our witness to the wedding, the Greek billionaire Kwon Yuri. "Tiffany?"

"I'm still here." I told him with a smile.

"Come, I want you to meet him." Taeyeon said. "I think he can spare us with his sarcastic wit."

I laughed at the easy banter Taeyeon and Kwon Yuri shared. Clearly, they were good friends more than they care to admit. I hung up my phone and went out the suite. I walked straight to the elevator and waited until it reached the lobby.

Once I was inside the slightly over crowded lobby I scanned for my husband-to-be and his friend. After a few seconds of walking inside the huge lobby I saw the familiar back talking to a very handsome man at the far end of the reception area.

When I approached them the very handsome Greek nodded in my direction that made Taeyeon turned to look at me. The sight of him in his tuxedo knocked my breath away. He's painstakingly handsome I never miss the longing glances women inside the hotel give Taeyeon and his Greek friend.

"Tiffany…" Taeyeon said extending his hand towards my direction.

I took it without hesitation but I am still aware of the burning gaze the Greek threw in my direction. He's as if, studying me with his unusual pale blue eyes like the colour of the clearest sky during summer in Italy.

Taeyeon dipped his head to kiss my cheek. "You look ravishing, darling."

I tried to fight the blush wanted to escape in my face. Why does he behave like this when we were in front of his friend?

"Aren't you going to introduces us, file mou?" the Greek god spoke forcing us to acknowledge his presence with his assistant standing behind him.

Taeyeon straightened and performs the introduction his friend demanded. "Tiffany, this is Kwon Yuri, the Greek bastard that lent us his villa in Sardinia out of the goodness of his heart." He raised an eyebrow to his friend's direction. "Do you have a heart, my friend?"

"Not that I am aware off." Kwon Yuri replied his pale blue gleamed in delight. "But let me clear to you, Kim. As far as I am concern I was born in wedlock so if you will just be careful with your words, file mou."

"You are?" Taeyeon retorted back to his friend dryly but the Greek man ignored him.

"I am good friend of Sooyoung—the Duke of Caprielle and this humourless man who is about to become your husband any moment back in college." Kwon Yuri said to me with a quite smile on his ruthless face. "Pleasure to meet you, thespinis."

He boldly kissed my hand that made Taeyeon glared darkly to his friend. This man worst than Taeyeon when he's still at the pinnacle of his bachelor's days. This Greek man was lethal he can get any woman he want without such as much as trying. Anyone who will try to win his heart will need as much luck as she can get.

But then again, he just claimed awhile ago that he doesn't have a heart right?

"Stop charming my wife-to-be." Taeyeon practically dragged me to his side.

Kwon Yuri grinned evilly in Taeyeon's direction. "That's no way to treat the man who will act as your witness to your wedding, my friend."

"Then stop being alluring to my Tiffany or I will give you a black eye before the wedding."

His friend sighed deeply. "You join the Duke in the jealous husband clubs, aren't you? Now I am an island to myself, file mou."

Taeyeon grinned at his friend while he sneaked his hand on my waist. "You should marry too so Sooyoung and I will never leave you behind."

The Greek billionaire feigned a look of horror. "Curse your tongue, Kim."

My fiancé just laughed as he looked down to me. His dark eyes dance with laughter. "Being married to the woman you love is the best thing that will happen to your life."

Yuri shook his dark head in acquiescence. "You are really fallen, Taeyeon."

"You will too." Taeyeon said cheerfully to his friend. "Someday. When you meet the one."

He snorted as he looks away. "That might be billion years from now."

Taeyeon laughed out loud. "Don't lose hope, amico."

Yuri stared at his friend like he just spoke dirty words in front of the ladies. "Let's get this over with, shall we? Then I can go back in New York."

"What a great idea." Taeyeon agreed brightly. Tucking my hand to his as we walk inside the chapel like room in the lobby of the hotel.

To my immerse relief Elvis was not waiting for us in the small makeshift chapel. But a man dress in priest attire.

"I hope he's real priest, Taeyeon." I whispered to him once we are now walking down the aisle. "I don't want a hoax wedding."

"I know you want to be married by Elvis, my love." He whispered back evilly as we near the altar. "But sadly he took day off today."

I couldn't help but to laughed at his humour but deep inside I am freaking nervous right this moment. The priest opened the bible and started to rite of the wedding ceremony. Yuri and his personal assistant took the place near us.

"Do you Taeyeon take Tiffany Horvejkul to be your lawfully wedded wife—?"

"I do." He replied cheerfully without asking for the priest to finish his words.

The priest looked at Taeyeon dryly. "At least wait for me to finish before you answer."

"Do you Tiffany take Kim Taeyeon to be your lawfully wedded—?"

"I do."

The man shook his head. "By the power vested in my I pronounced you as man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Taeyeon didn't waste time before he encircled me to his arms and bend me backward for a deep kis. I am officially married to Kim Taeyeon.

"So, Signora Kim…" Taeyeon said after our first kissed as married couple.

"So, Signore Kim…" I mimicked him with a smile in my lips. I felt like we are the only people inside the room. We never look at Yuri and his assistant when they left us after they gave us their congratulations.

"How about we start with our wedding night, wife?"

I laughed as I hug him tightly. He's really incorrigible. But before I could reply his mobile phone rang.

He frowned when he fished out his phone in his pocket. "Excuse me, darling."

Taeyeon moved a little farther to me as he answered the phone call. I visibly heard him. "Hello, Sooyoung."

Kim Taeyeon's POV

"Haven't I told you to invite me to your wedding?"

I mentally cringed when I heard the accusing voice of Choi Sooyoung on the other line. "How on earth did you know about it?"

"Imagine this. I am in the middle of a gruesome board meeting when I receive call from a certain egoistical Greek babbling that he's going to act as your witness in a wedding at Las Vegas. That he will not miss it for the world—that he's so sorry that I am not there to watch our good friend tie the knot."

I cursed as I scan the place looking for Kwon Yuri. I want a word with him now! Too bad he's nowhere to be seen.

"So you won Fran-I-Mean-The-Girl, after all?"

"Stop playing games with me, Sooyoung!"

I heard the duke chuckled. "Are you going to tell me who is your bride?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Because she's my good friend, you know."

I loosened the bowtie around my neck. It seemed to be too tight that the moment. "How did you—"

"I'm not an idiot, Taeyeon." Sooyoung said confidently. "I know there's something between the two of you long time ago."

I guessed he'd been right. There's hidden sparks since then. "Does your wife know about this?"

Sooyoung took a deep breath. "No." he said after a paused. "I think she works for your nonna. She's acting suspicious since your grandfather's birthday."

"I think that too." I agreed with him glancing at my bride briefly.

"She'll have your head in a silver platter, you know." Sooyoung warned frankly. "Your nonna. You rob her the opportunity to plan your wedding. Expect her wrath when you come back."

"I know."

"I can only give you few days to have honeymoon. After that Jessica will start to question me. You know that I can't lie to her with anything."

"Thank you, Soo." I said to him honestly. He's really a good friend when he's not teasing me mercilessly.

"Take good care of her, amico." He said seriously. "She'd been through a lot with her past marriage."

"I love her, Sooyoung." That's all I replied to him before I disconnected the phone call. "Ready?" I asked my wife. God, she's my wife now.

Finally.

I extended my hand to her and she took it without hesitation. We rode the elevator and I couldn't wait. I started to kiss Tiffany with such fervour. I probably look like an impatient bridegroom but I don't care.

At last, we arrived at our penthouse I nearly reap her clothes in the elevator. I swung her to my arms and she squeaked a little.

"It's tradition, my love." I said once we crossed the threshold.

"Taeyeon!"

We finally arrived at the bedroom. I carefully brought her to her feet. I stared at her pretty hazel eyes. There was now piece of paper stating she's mine. "You are now officially mine, Tiffany Kim."