Chapter 7

ikki

Kian turns on his heels. He wears a goofy grin on his face and walks towards the door. He glances once more at me and twists the handle, opening the door and disappearing into the hallway.

His mother’s into the room almost immediately after, 

She pauses in the middle of the room. "You ready?" She says curt, but with a smile on her face. 

I nod. "Yeah, let's get this over with." I stand up from the sofa and walk over to her. 

"Perfect! Niamh, Aine, you can come in again." Siobhan calls over her shoulder towards the door, and sure enough, the twins walk into the room again. 

Siobhan claps her hands, rubbing them against each other, eager to get started. I feel a bit lost to be honest though. I have no control, no idea what will happen after and no idea what this marriage thing will mean. 

Better to give in to it and enjoy it while it lasts, I think to myself.

"Now, first a shower. Niamh and Aine will help you get ready." She pushes me gently towards the bathroom and the twins follow me in. 

The bathroom is huge and luxurious, just like the rest of Kian’s apartment. The walls are plastered with Moroccan styled blue, white and beige mosaic tiles and natural slate tiles cover the floor. A bath is imbedded into the floor and overlooks the city, next to it stands an antique looking cabinet filled with towels and luxurious looking oils and shampoos.

The shower itself is massive. It stretches the entire far wall, and you have a clear view on the city. Ferns, knotweed, black cohosh and other plants line the shower wall and the entire length of it has a rain shower. 

"Wow, this is beautiful." I mutter under my breath, as one of the twins turns on the water in the shower. 

"It is, isn't it My Lady? I am Niamh by the way, me and my sister are appointed to you from now on." Niamh says. Her voice is soft, almost fragile. 

"Nice to meet you, I'm Nikki and please just call me Nikki. I'm nobody's lady." 

Niamh gently chuckles. "Well Nikki, then you are in for a ride. After tonight, everything changes."

She moves to undo the buttons of my blouse. The entire experience is weird, it leaves me feeling awkward and self-conscious. Her sister comes over and takes the clothes while Niamh undresses me. 

"Just breathe My Lady, no need to feel self-conscious with us. We all got titties and asses." She grins and I snort out. The bluntness wrapped so neatly into etiquette breaking the tension in my body. 

When I am fully undressed, the twins take of their work attire, revealing their pale skin and perfectly trained body. 

I walk, with both the girls flanking me, into the shower and they get to work. Scrubbing every inch of skin, shampooing my hair, putting an oil in it that somehow makes it all lush and shiny when it's dry and they pluck my eyebrows for any stray hairs. 

When the both of them are finished with me, I come out of the shower looking shiny and golden. My hair has an amazing glow, and it catches the light beautifully. 

I turn around, absolutely feeling myself. "Thank you, but how am I ever going to keep the two of you apart? I mean, even your voices sound the same." 

Niamh or Aine chuckles. "I'm Aine, and you can tell us apart by our nail polish. My sister always uses soft and bright colors and I like to go a bit darker, my voice is also a little bit deeper." Aine says. 

I glance at their nails, Aine's are burgundy with an edge of gold and Niamh's are soft pink. "Got it! Now, can I please have some lingerie. It isn't exactly on my bucket list to see my mother-in-law while I'm butt naked." I grin and a flash of mischief crosses Aine's face. 

"Wait here, I got just the thing on the trolley." She darts out the bathroom and comes back a minute later with a wide smirk on her face. God this can only by good. 

"This'll do!" She hands me a soft ivory bra and thong, made entirely of lace and completely see through. I groan but put it on without any further complaining. 

The material is soft as a cloud and fits me perfectly, my breasts look amazing and the color really compliments my skin. 

I raise my chin and walk confidently into the living room. 

"Oh dear." Siobhan says breathlessly. 

I push her weird comment to the side and walk towards her, a small smile on my face and sit down next to her on the sofa. 

The twins get to work, they unwrap three different dresses from their safety covers. 

"My Lady." Niamh says, silently asking me to come up to her. I rise to my feet and Siobhan rests against the backrest. 

"I have always dreamt about the day Kian would marry and I would go wedding dress shopping with his bride. Not in a million years would I have imagined this would be what actually would happen." She says with a relaxed smile on her face. 

"You and me both." I chuckle and step into the first gown the twins have pulled from the hanger for me. 

It's an ivory-colored bohemian styled A-line with a deep plunging neckline, lace bodice and flowy tulle skirt covered with lacy flowers. The material is super soft, light and flowy, I feel feminine but also a bit girly. Like the dress is just too lovely for me. I twirl around and face Siobhan. 

"You look good in it, flows nicely around your body. How do you feel in the dress?" She asks, taking in my facial expression. 

"I don't know yet. I love the material, it's super soft and light, but it feels almost too lovely, too sweet. It might be the flowers." I say a bit unsure. 

"Well, we got two other dresses to try out. Girls, the white one please." Siobhan instructs the twins, and they help me out the ivory gown. 

Aine grins from ear to ear. "This one is sexy as hell." She says as she pulls a pure white, simple mermaid dress of the hanger. 

I step into the gown and the twins wrap me in the soft material. 

The front has a deep V-neck that plunges to my belly button and simple strings as straps that hold up the pieces of fabric that cover my breasts. Those same strings fall over my shoulder before they twist over my back and wrap around my waist. The dress hugs every curve of my body and a split on the side shows a lot of leg. 

The dress is amazing, sexy as hell and chic and classy at the same time. I twirl around, the train wrapping itself around my legs and I almost fall down. Way to go Nikki! 

Turning red like a lobster, I try to pluck the train from my legs and face Siobhan, waiting on her judgement and secretly glancing at the one dress still to be tried. 

"This looks very classy, very classy. But you look at least ten years older than you are and it’s too stiff for you. This is something I could wear myself. Take it off again." She says and waves her hand in dismissal. I blink a few times, trying to imagine Siobhan in this dress. The woman must have the confidence of a lioness to wear this on her age! 

Niamh and Aine help me out the gown and Aine takes the last dress of the hanger, my eyes feast on the complex design of the dress. 

God, I want to try this one, it speaks to all parts of me.

I step into the black lacy dress, the material glides over my skin like satin and I feel sexy already. Niamh helps my arms through the cap-sleeves and closes the keyhole neckline in the back of my neck. The cut out that goes vertically from the base of my neck to the bottom of my sternum reveals just enough of my breasts to make it very sexy, but not slutty. Sheer lace covers my entire upper-body and the back is completely open from the back of my neck to my lower back. In the dress is a black skirt incorporated, covering my private parts and where that skirt ends a split begins, flowing into the long skirt completely made of sheer lace.

It's breathtaking.

I feel the material with my fingers, my hair falling loosely over the back and over my shoulder, complementing the dress even more. Sexy, elegant, powerful, feminine and edgy, it's all that and more. It's everything I’ve ever dreamed of.

Slowly I turn around, the emotions of today catching up with me again and everything becomes all too real all of the sudden. Here I am, in the dress of my dreams, about to be wed to someone who somehow excites, thrills and scares me to hell all at the same time. 

I take a deep breathe, tears filling my eyes and look up to Siobhan. 

"This is the one." I say softly. The twins come up next to me, Niamh twists my hair into a simple bun and Aine secures a black, lacy veil onto the bun. 

"Your Majesty, My Lady." The latter says, silently asking for our opinion on the gown and the veil. 

Tears fall down my cheeks and I pull her into a hug, she stiffens for a moment but relaxes a second later and wraps her arms around me. "It's perfect Aine, thank you." I say through the tears. 

"Your welcome Nikki. Now let go of me, before you wrinkle the dress." She says softly into my ear. 

I release her and Siobhan stares at me from her spot on the sofa, a big grin on her face. "You look ravishing, powerful, lethal even. My son made a good choice. Girls, glam her up!"