_Serafina’s POV_ “Do you Celestine DeLuca, take Dimitri Volkov to be your lawfully wedded husband. To love and to be obey, until death do you part?” the priest asked and my gaze instantly shifted back to Dimitri. He looked down at me, not with curiosity or warmth, but cold impatience. Till death do us part. I wouldn’t want it any other way. “I do,” “Do you Dimitri…” the priest started, but before he even had a chance to finish, he was cut off. “I do.” His words were low, his cold gaze burning into me. It seemed like the vows were an inconvenience to finish, a formality beneath him. The ring bearers stepped forward and Dimitri took my hand, his grip firm. He slid the ring into place before he let my hand drop to my side, picking his up without even giving me a chance to. Getting the information, I need might be harder than I expected. “You may now kiss the bride,” The priest announced and for a moment my heart skipped a beat. Kiss the bride? I would have to take
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