DAMIEL
I am not a fan of weddings but here I am,
getting fitted for mine.
A marriage for my stability and to save a life.
I am capable of saving Charlie without having to marry him but something in me screams for him to be owned by me.
I am fire. Even hell itself.
My inner demon only speaks when there is blood.
For only blood intrigues me.
Just when I met Charlie, that demon spoke about him and I cannot wait to own him. Hide him and devour him.
Mine to ruin.
Mine to take.
Mine to claim.
My innocent little lamb....
CHARLIE
I can literally hear voices coming from the hall downstairs and I can feel my panic attack coming, if only Hailey and Dailey were here to cheer me.
Seriously I wish nothing better than them, they make me feel like I have a mom again, they scold me the same way they embrace me. Especially last night when I was having a break down thinking about how I will be treated in Damiel's house.
He would not even want to see me except for the consummation that we are both obliged to, for he has to mark me and that activity is too sensual to be done without the involvement of any sexual activity.
Those two cheered me up while explaining how weird and pleasurable sex could be.
Coming from inexperienced people, although I felt calm after we had that conversation.
Immediately the door creaked open, I realized I loved the sound doors made so far it opens to show me Hailey and Dailey with the inclusion of the two Vikings of mine at the entrance.
At first look Harod and James looks exactly how assassins should but when you get to know them, those two are as soft as bunny hairs.
"Your sperm donor is waiting; you go out in five" Dailey ends with a wink but not without receiving a soft smack at the back of his head from Hailey.
Dailey looks at Herod and James Asif to ask them if what he said was wrong, I was fast to indulge him more.
"More like an excuse of a sperm donor, sperm donors do better than he does" I passed Hailey a wink and he shrugs me off before sitting beside me.
The watch on Hailey's hand beeped and yeah that's my cue to go get married.
Marriage here I come. I can't wait to get this over with and sleep.
The decorations of the hall looks too luxurious to be true; it's like those wedding designs you see on Pinterest that you can't seem to believe if they were ever real.
I was about taking another step before I saw a man with my eye color but his own has always been deeper than mine, he was scowling like he was forced to come, and yes that is my sperm donor.
My sperm donor walks to me, places his hand on his belly to create and opening in his arm for me to hook my hand in his.
No greetings, no talks, no wishes, no goodbyes, all he wants is his end of the bargain.
Walking into the hall my heart rate quickened and I was starting to sweat, when movements of my caetinis and two alphas blending into the crowd distracted me and I almost tripped.
I caught myself before making a meme out of today.
I kept my gaze locked on the altar when I saw my husband to be.
Jesus Christ. This man worths more than a marriage to a Bailes family member.
And at that moment I almost bolted.
Damiel, standing on seven feet, looks even taller today, his eyebrows naturally carved,
This man worths more than a marriage to a Bailes family member.
Damiel, standing on seven feet, looks even taller today, his eyebrows naturally carved, damn, this man should be given a muzzle with how huge he is, he even towers over the priest at his own wedding.
My husband to be looks tailored into his suit, this man is hot. He looks like someone who would rail you in bed for two days straight without getting tired.
Hailey and Dailey beliefs not mine.
He looks exactly like those forbidden angels that were thrown out of heaven. too beautiful for the eyes and dangerous enough to blind the eyes.
Dailey's word not mine.
His chiseled face remains stoic while his full lips look too sweet to even be on him.
Damiel voldov is an entity. An Enigma. a man god while I look like a mannequin in these two expensive clothes of mine.
His brows furrowed when I realized. I already stopped in front of him staring.
Yeah. Blame me, I like what I see.