A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 224

Chapter 224

ALESSANDRO’S POV

“Ready, Alessandro?‘ Vladimir’s voice resounded in the room.

I turned and saw Vladimir and Antonio, he grinned widely at me and ran up to me. He stepped closer to me and pinned a white rose boutonnière to the lapel of my tuxedo. He stepped back and smiled with satisfaction. “Now you look perfect! I’m gonna go check on the groom,” saying that, he trotted out of the room leaving me alone with Vladimir.

“What is it, our boss?”

“Nervous?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I realized I wasn’t fucking nervous at all. When I was about to get fake–married to Leah, I was going fucking crazy and the thought that Nikolai would be sitting with the guest made me lose my shit but today… I was about to get married to my husband and I felt content, relaxed, and calm.

I clicked my tongue, “Not even a little bit.”

He smiled, punching my shoulder, “Let’s go, get your man then. Just pray he didn’t run away from you again.”

“Fuck off!”

I made my grand entrance down the stairway which was highlighted by a grandiose chandelier. I smiled, pleased to see the exquisite room. The historic wedding venue had fabric–draped walls with antique brass oval mirrors. A ton of flowers covered the entire wedding aisle. They were placed in bunches, creating a unique presence. The color combinations: red roses, white roses, and blue calla lilies, added nice fragrances. I made my way to the alter while straightening my tie.

All this was for him, he wanted a big wedding and I just wanted him. I’d get married to if he wanted me to.

this

man in a fucking barn or on the top of the empire state building

The wedding planner and Antonio made sure to go all out for the ceremony, Antonia did everything that Nikolai wanted him to, and for the fi entire fucking life, I wanted to thank him.

in my

There was an amber glow all around us. The decorated wedding aisle paved the way to the stage. It enhanced the venue, flaunting the beautiful white and gold colors. Ribbons with different hues were wrapped around the guest chairs. Flowers in a vase sat on the podium where the pastor and I awaited Mr. Nikolai De Luca.

The beautiful atrium doors opened wide and my fucking breath got lodged in my throat. I swallowed, my eyes stuck on the doors. The chatter of the guest died down as they all looked back.

First, Vladimir appeared, and behind him were some guys, they were their friends I couldn’t care less to learn their fucking names.

And then the groom appeared.

My chest swelled up with pride.

My man, my handsome man.

His suit was so radiant, just like him. It was the center of attention while he walked down the carpeted aisle. The intricate stitching of his jacket made him into a striking illusionist, making every mortal fall in love with him. My throat fucking dried up.

He was walking down the aisle with Antonio. I can never understand their friendship or relationship, I have never seen Antonio care about any other person than him. He looked happy and proud as he stated at Nikolai and Nikolai smiled back at him.

He got closer and closer until he reached the altar, I offered him a hand, and he smiled and placed his strong hand in mine.

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