THE ORIGINAL NOVEL WAS WRITTEN IN SPANISH, I APOLOGIZE FOR THE TRANSLATION. IF YOU WANT TO READ IT IN SPANISH LOOK FOR IT UNDER THE SAME PSEUDONYM AND BY NAME "GIRO DEL DESTINO"
I had been very scared when I woke up and didn't see him next to me, but luckily the scare passed quickly after a relaxing shower where Christian hugged me to convince me that he was real and next to me. The rest of the week had gone by very quickly and Mia and Ethan's wedding day had arrived. We had agreed to go separately, I didn't want to go with Christian to the wedding. Although I knew that at some point everyone would know we were together, I didn't want it to be today.
We hadn't bathed together and I hadn't even seen him get dressed as Kate kidnapped me into his room leaving him and Elliot in mine. We would go in Kate's car while Elliot was driving and Christian would go in his. In the end Kate had done her duty and had found me a dress in her closet. And although Christian had insisted a lot on seeing the dress, she had told him that he would have to wait until he arrived at the wedding, she hadn't even told him the color. That's why I insisted that he leave first and we leave later. I had taken off my chain with the key from the handcuffs on my neck, I don't think I needed it much at a wedding, and it didn't match the dress. I left it on the bedside table right next to the handcuffs.
—Are you sure he's not upset? —Kate asked me after seeing with what face Christian had left.
—I hope he'll pass when he sees the dress, if you can call that way the amount of cloths I'm wearing. —I said to her as she looked at me for the thirteenth time in 10 minutes.
The dress was a very light golden color and fit perfectly to my body falling down as Kate had said just a few minutes ago "sensually for my body". My back was completely out, only a very thin cloth band went through my back. The dress was too tight on my breasts, falling elegantly down my body while on the right side the dress opened from the thigh to the floor. Kate had also lent me some heels from which I had hoped not to fall. Today she hadn't even let me put on makeup. And by the time she was done with me it had become unrecognizable. The person who looked back at me in the mirror was not me. My eyes looked bigger and I assumed it was because of the makeup that made my facial features stand out more. I hadn't done much makeup, but it was completely different than when I did it. My hair had been picked up by dropping a few locks on my face.
Kate had already finished and Elliot was waiting in the living room, I think it was time to leave for the ceremony.
—We should be going out, don't you think. —I asked her as I looked at the clock that marked almost 7:00 pm.
The wedding was at 8:00 p.m., but it was just outside Manhattan, so we had a stretch ahead of us.
—Yes, it would be better if we arrived with plenty of time. —she said to me as she took a small purse.
I took the one she had lent me to match the dress, put my cell phone and the pills in it, and then we went out into the living room. I didn't know why I had done it, but I imagined we'd be going straight to Christian's apartment from the wedding.
Elliot almost drooled when he saw us.
—I think I'm going to be the luckiest to come to the wedding with such beautiful women. —he said as he smiled at us as we left the apartment.
—We'd better not delay then. —I replied as we entered the elevator.
The traffic had been a little heavy and the journey, which would take about 20 minutes, had been extended to 40 minutes. And then we were entering a residential area where there were only huge houses on both sides of the road. Elliot stopped in front of a huge house where you could see that there were many cars parked in the front and others were arriving at that time.
—Are you sure this is it? —I asked him as I looked at the huge place that looked like a mansion.
—Well this is the address. —he said as he looked again at the address on the invitation.
—Then it's here. —I said to him as he started the car again and we went in.
Elliot parked the car and helped us both out like a gentleman. You could count more than 40 cars parked there, but there was one that stood out in everyone's view and my eyes went straight to it. Christian's car was parked there and everyone who was coming in at that moment was looking at it just like I was, but for different reasons. They were simply admiring the beauty of the car and I, looking for the owner, but to my disappointment, he was nowhere.
—Shall we go in? —asked Elliot as he offered us each an arm.
—Yes, I think it would be best. —I said as I took his arm.
Although at the time and as much as I had told Christian to leave first, what I wanted most was to be held by his arm. I only took by Elliot's arm to avoid falling with the heels I was wearing. On the other hand, as we entered, everyone was looking at us and Elliot was smiling. And that just made me smile too.
We walked on Elliot's arm until we reached the huge row of chairs on both sides of a white carpet covered with hundreds of rose petals. Everything was beneath a huge marquee from which hung bouquets of white flowers from all sides. We were placed in the third row where there were still a few empty chairs. As soon as I sat down I arranged my dress so that it wouldn't open completely on my leg. If that was better, I didn't want everyone who had pass by to automatically turn their eyes to my leg.
Everything was completely unreal. It was beautifully decorated and where the white carpet ended there were steps up to an oval-shaped platform. Just in the middle was a huge arch decorated with a vine of white flowers as well as those hanging from the roof of the marquee. Up there and looking very nervous was Ethan. Beside him and conversing with him were the godparents. The magistrate was also there, although a little further away.
Ethan looked in my direction and we exchanged a quick glance and a brief greeting and then he continued talking. People were still arriving, there were still several empty chairs by our side. Kate talked to Elliot very animatedly and turned to me when Elliot got up from the chair.
—Where are you going? —I asked him curiously.
—To the bathroom, this is beautiful. —she said to me while admiring the decoration.
—Yes. —I replied. The truth was that I was still amazed at the elegance and simplicity with which they had prepared everything.
More and more people were arriving so I imagined the wedding would be about to begin. Elliot came back and sat down next to Kate again, making her pay attention to him again, leaving me alone again with my thoughts. And at that moment I was thinking of nothing but Christian.
At that moment a delicious smell invaded my nostrils. Oh God! That smell. Mint shaving cream...bath gel and expensive perfume.
Christian.
My body slowly began to convulse before his presence and my heart began to accelerate. I turned slowly to my left and found Christian's shimmering, lustful gray look. His hair was completely combed to the side and back, while tufts fell on his face giving it a sexy and seductive air. He had shaved, you could tell by the delicious smell that escaped from his face. I had been speechless at that moment as I looked at him hypnotized and completely seduced by his gaze. Christian stared at me, smiling slightly. His eyes ran all over me, they went all over my face, from my eyes to my lips, and they came back to my eyes while his lips were slightly ajar.
—You are very beautiful today, more than usual. —he smiled at me while I couldn't help but blush at his compliment.
—Thank you. —I replied smiling.
At that moment the first notes of the wedding march began to sound and I took my eyes away from Christian to focus on the white carpet, were Mia entered from the arm of the one I supposed to be his father. She looked really beautiful in the white dress. They walked slowly until she reached the altar where she was delivered to Ethan. The ceremony passed quickly and after the exchange of rings and the kiss after which everyone stood applauding, we were asked to pass to another marquee where the reception would be. As soon as I got up from the chair I could feel Christian coughing behind me. I briefly turned towards him and he looked at me from top to bottom with his lips ajar, as if it was hard for him to breathe. He looked at me with lust in his gaze and had not yet touched me. He was walking slowly through me with his scrutinizing gaze, making me smile to myself. Kate's dress had apparently been a success.
—Jesus that dress...! —he said as he licked his lips. — I love how that dress looks on you. —he said as he finished examining me with his gaze and his eyes settled on mine.
—Remind me to thank Kate for lending it to me. —I replied with a smile.
—But you know what. —he said, leaning towards me, his lips inches away from mine. — I think I'll like it better when I take it off. —he said to me very softly smiling at me as my heart accelerated and his simple words excited me completely.
—You know, it's not fair. —I told him when he separated his face from mine.
—What is it? — he asked, smiling sideways.
—That your closeness upset me in this way. —I answered him while he looked up at me with an eyebrow.
—Well, I think I should say the same thing. —he answered me while I looked at him in astonishment.
Perhaps my closeness upset him in the same way as he upset me.
—Now, if you allowed me, I would like to accompany you to the table. —he said as he gave me his arm, which I took without hesitation.
Kate and Elliot had gone ahead, they left without even realizing that I had stayed behind and when they did they turned around looking for me and found me on Christian's arm. At that moment they smiled at me and continued walking. I didn't really care what those who worked with us thought, who weren't many, who were present at the wedding, he was only taking me by his arm. Besides, for my justification, I needed a support to walk two steps in a row without falling.
I glanced sidelong at Christian as we walked, and he was wearing one of his elegant black suits, fitted and made to measure, and to my surprise the tie was the same color as my golden dress. I looked at him for a moment frowning, wondering if he had guessed what color my dress was, or if Kate had told him at some point without me knowing.
—Is something wrong? —he asked, frowning.
—Did you know what color my dress was? —I asked him curiously while he looked at me still wondering what my question was coming to. Apparently he hadn't noticed yet.
—No, I didn't know. Why do you ask? —he replied intrigued.
—Because of the tie. —I answered him while he realized that it was the same color as my dress and he was smiling.
—I think it's a coincidence, or it's fate. —he replied laughing and making me laugh too.
If Kate were here she would say that we were predestined and that it had not been any coincidence.