"Have you seen the way you look at her? Bro, I am telling you, it's over. Your nights of chasing women up to the sheets of the Fuck Hotel is over," Lucas said with a grin, Damien only shook his head.
Ever since Damien informed him about his upcoming marriage, Lucas did not let him breath fresh air without teasing him about Céline.
"You know, Céline wasn't the only one shocked that night...even I didn't believe it! You are getting married! Who would have thought!"
"You are one lucky bastard bro! That woman is a total package, damn!" Lucas whistled dramatically; earning a warning glare from Damien.
"That's my future wife you are talking about, mind your words!"
Damien was yet to become accustomed to the changes in the office. So each time he rushed in, he still got the same surprised look he got a week ago, when the interior team had called him to approve their work.The lounge had turned into a mini-office, with a work table and a chair designed to suit the setting. It was also painted differently, his own side maintained its black and white theme, while Céline's side had a more feminine touch to it.The new decor was beautiful but when you were already used to seeing your office in a certain way and it suddenly changed- even if that change was plausible- you keep having the feeling you are in the wrong place each time you step in.The feeling soon passed like it usually did and his eyes landed on his beautiful
Céline was in utmost joy. She could finally see the big bright silver lining at the end of her tunnel of problems. She will soon have no reason to feel the guilt if she ever saw the news about the crimes John, her ex-boyfriend committed because he wouldn't be doing them anymore.He had become so focused on finding her parents' killers, he hadn't been involved in any murder lately. Pregnant women were starting to roam the streets again. Céline's conscience was getting cleaner with every passing day. Only the need to avenge her parents remained.That too, made her happy because she could feel her hands on the money already; and that meant she would be dealing with them as soon as John found them.She heaved a sigh as she dropped her pencil on her table. She
As soon as Céline got into the office, her thoughts caved in on her and she started pacing. What could be the matter?She paced the room trying hard to think but nothing came to her mind. As she paced, her mind conjured up the image of Damien snapping at her not to touch him. He was so cold, so furious. She couldn't remember doing anything to warrant such cold attitude from him.Was this a trait in him she needed to know of?Oh my God, what if he was suddenly scared of marrying her and wanted to back out?Her heart shook in fear as the idea came to her. If that was the case, she would not only be losing everything she had worked so hard to get but, she would be hopelessly heart broken.
That night, Damien couldn't sleep.His thoughts inundated his mind and sleep drowned out of his system. All he knew was pain, heartbreak, frustration and even more pain.How could a woman play such a game on him? What even hurt him more, was the fact that he so stupidly fell for it. He allowed her roll and tangle him on her little finger.He loved her unconditionally. He gave her all his heart without leaving a muscle out. He opened himself up completely to her, making a total fool of himself because she never loved him.She only loved his money."Fuck it!" He screamed, jumping off of his bed for the nth time that night.
The sound of fabrics rubbing against itself filled the balcony, announcing Céline's arrival.As she appeared from behind the glass doors of the balcony, she looked like a picture straight out of a wedding magazine. Her milky skin glowed under the brightness of the sun. The white dress she wore hugged her body in the right places, enhancing the places Damien wished he could not see on her body. The places he once craved to cover with tender kisses.Now as he stared at her from the corner of his eyes, he wished to hurt her. He wished to break her so badly, the boyfriend she wanted to share his money with would surrender and abandon her, by the time he was done with her. He wanted her to have a taste of her own medicine."Wonderful!" Damien's mother exclaimed, clap
The big day finally came, their wedding day.Céline's house was bubbling with activities. Two of her aunt Elizabeth's close friends from work came to the house to help out with final arrangements. Not like there was any arrangement to be done anyway -Mrs Culhane had single handedly taking care of all preparations- they just mainly came for emotional support since Céline didn't have other relatives aside her aunt.Her old friend from college, Olivia also came as she was the maid of honor.Céline sat in front of her dressing mirror, letting Mary fix her hair and makeup. Mrs Culhane had borrowed her Mary, one of her trusted attendants to take care of her. The young girl had been more than helpful. She did everything from Céline's dress, her nails and
The symphony in the church rose higher as Damien stepped forward to meet the officiating minister, Lucas following closely behind him."May we all rise to welcome the bride to be." The minister said in a sing-song manner.The entire mass got on their feet and another tune started playing as everyone's eyes fell to the carpeted passage at the center of the cathedral."If you still have doubts about this, now is the right time to run brother." Lucas whispered in his ears.Damien discreetly glared at him and Lucas smiled."Do not even think about it, I was only joking. Céline would kill me if I let you run off." He snickered.
The reception was just as well planned and decorated as the ceremony at the cathedral. Gold and silver paper birds hung on the trees. Golden chairs were arranged in groups of tens and twelve with a round table for guests. Céline was in awe just staring at the beautiful ensemble made for her big day.It was an outdoor setting with trees and a swimming pool, designed so naturally, one would never think it was only artificial. Lights of different colors bounced on the water creating an enchanted aura.Waiters and servers roamed around replacing people's drinks and passing around plates of cakes and other side dishes, Mrs Culhane had arranged with the help of international chefs she had invited.Céline and Damien were seated under a canopy clothed with a mass of in