On Her Daddy’s Bed!
“No one could have suited him this well, Hazel. So, let’s say you are the best!”
Alexia and a few other maids helped Hazel arrange her beautiful wedding dress. It was huge. And since she didn’t want a bridesmaid, they had to arrange it for her.
“I can imagine how Axel feels in his room right now. He’s probably trying to picture your beauty and how stunning you look right now.”
“Come off this, Alexia.” Hazel chuckled, unable to hide her happiness.
Hazel walked on the red rug, her hand intertwined with her father’s as he walked her through the aisle, taking her to the man of her very dreams. The beautiful hall, filled with a few high-caliber men, was a black hall decorated with golden linings.