Perfect Groom 소설 & 이야기

Then, the heavy wooden doors of the main estate opened. The groom stepped out first, and my breath caught. Rohan looked incredibly striking, his usual rugged edge smoothed down by a tailored black suit that fit his broad shoulders perfectly. But my eyes quickly drifted downward. Right next to him, sitting in his sleek black wheelchair, was Derek. Seeing my husband acting as the best man while looking completely indifferent to my absence tore a fresh hole in my chest. A slow, hauntingly beautiful melody began to play—a song specifically written for the union of the two most powerful packs in the region. The crowd went completely silent.

“Yes!” “Awesome,” Amelia kissed her cheek and tickled her sides until she giggled but they were interrupted when a knock sounded on the door. Everyone went quiet, while wondering who it could be as Cookie walked to the door but she opened a fraction of it to see the groom there, with a boyish grin on his face. He was dressed to the nines in his custom-made black tux and his dark hair was neatly slicked back, away from his face, giving him a fierce yet handsome look. Cookie thought Amelia was a lucky woman from just one glance at him but she frowned.

It's my wedding day. A cool breeze rustles in the atmosphere, blowing through my hair. Cool classical music plays in the background as I walk down the path leading to the gazebo. Rows of luxurious cars are parked on the far side of the venue's left, the overhead sun making them glitter. Dozens of dashing guests are seated on the pink seats, throwing me stares and smiles. Damien stands a few feet away, smiling at me. He looks so handsome in a pink suit with a white bow tie. I've never seen a man look that pretty in pink. I know that this wedding is fake but he's the most gorgeous groom I've ever seen.

All eyes were on me as soon as my figure appeared. I looked over at the decoration. The place was simply decorated, nothing too flashy. I can also see people dancing on the dance floor while some are busy entertaining themselves with drinks and food. Just then, I saw a man walking towards me with a wide grin on his face..I don't need no one to tell me that he is the groom. He is wearing a white six pieces suit that looks like it's more expensive than what we earn all year and a long trouser that adorns his thick long legs

If Grace hadn't warned her heart enough, maybe she would have fallen for Adro because he had a look and posture that women's common sense could not bear. "Oh … I think you need to change clothes," Grace realized. Adro looked down at his dirty ivory-white wedding suit. He pondered a moment, recalling the time he waited so long to wear the suit on his wedding day and stood side by side with his bride. It was an intricately detailed suit, designed only for him by the best royal clothing expert and her mother. Unfortunately, he was stranded in a strange world and even damaged his precious wedding suit. It’s such a shame!

My tone was as cold as ice when I stared into Justin's bewildered eyes and hissed, "I'm being stubborn? The rest of the groomsmen remained in their spots. You're the only one who took off your shirt and approached her. "Were you trying to help her identify her husband, Justin? Or were you trying to get her to admit that you're her husband?" Justin couldn't keep the smile on his face upon hearing my words. "Watch your tongue, Nate." I ripped off my boutonniere, then flung it to the floor and ground it under my shoe. "I had 18 potential marriage partners at the time. All of them were esteemed heiresses of their respective families. However, among the choices available to me, I chose Tiffany Ba

He would be renewing them every time. They got to the altar and stood opposite each other as the priest arranged the vow. “You look exquisitely hot!” he leaned closer and chuckled. “For a groom, you look like heaven! No other groom will ever be this handsome in the history of life to come.” Axel smiled at her soothing words. He was dressed in a three-piece suit, and he looked extremely hot! His hair was neatly styled, sitting delicately on his face—just like Hazel would be sitting prettily on his face tonight. He never did too much, but he never stopped smelling of wealth.

She knew she was getting married to Mathew until she heard the officiant saying, "Do you take Denzel Anderson as your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love…" She herself replied ,"Yes, I do." Before she could know that her groom had been changed to a total stranger, she sent her consent. She looked at the man who was her groom. In Front of her, a Greek God was standing in the groom's suit. Those killer eyes of his as well as attractive, they had all their attention only on her. For a moment, she was standing still as she couldn't resist how handsome he was, his eyes, his face, his lips

Every guest was in awe of the design, the creativity, and the sheer magic of it all. As the stream drew to a close, Levi raised his glass toward the camera. "Cheers to everyone who found happiness today just like us." I saw the quiet pride in his eyes and couldn't help smiling as I raised my glass with him. Off-screen, we both lowered our microphones in sync. With that, the wedding had ended on a perfect note.

This elegant gazebo held up to 100 chairs, and the guests were filling up fast. The guys exit the SUV into the pavilion connected to the wedding gazebo. It was closed off for the reception. Six groomsmen looked very debonaire! All their hair was styled to perfection. They were wearing a pair of pale peach straight-leg dress slacks with breezy cream silk sheer shirts that gave off a silhouette of their broad shoulders and chest. With several buttons open displaying the varying skin complexions of their masculine chest. The male seashell necklace matches the female seashell accessories.