Chapter 12

(Emily's POV)

*One week later*

I looked at myself in the mirror. The dress was ridiculously white, with some silver ribbons around the waist. The sleeves were long and ruffled. The wedding was in two hours. Leila and the maids had helped me dress and do my makeup. Now I just stood there staring at myself.

I surrendered.

My mind drifted to that night... I've never seen Tan around. I wonder what Dimitri did to him. Since he dash off from my room that morning, he never came back. It's not like I waited for him to come back, it's just weird.

"Emily?"

I snapped out of my thoughts and saw him standing by the doorway in the reflection. He had cleaned up nicely and wore a black suit. My body immediately tensed up and looked down. He started walking towards me.

"You look beautiful."

I started biting my lip furiously. He put his hands around my waist and kissed my neck. I shivered and tried to move away from his hold. But his strength was unbelievable.

"I thought the groom was supposed to wait b