It was the day. This dreadful horrible, retched day.

I sat in my bed panicking when my mother came in. "Get up and shower!" She exclaimed. I sighed then got out of bed. I left to the shower and washed.

Once I got out they dried my hair then these dressed up ladies came in. One of them had all this nail polish, the other hair stuff and the other makeup.

They started with my nails which was done normally but they made them look super white and shiny.

They then fed me breakfast, like literally fed it to me. All I did was sit still, chew and swallow.

They got me to brush my teeth, put white strips on and take a mint. Thats why they made me eat a huge breakfast, because I wasn't eating again.

They straightened my hair then brought some back on my head like Tauriel in The Hobbit, without all the braids and shit.

They waxed my legs, eyebrows and top lip.

The girl then did my makeup, a natural look, but I still looked stunning.

They took the white strips out and did a double check. They then had my mother and Mrs. Ivanov done.

We weren't having bridesmaids, which sucked balls. Although I didn't really have anyone to be my bridesmaids, except the maids.

I always talked about boys, especially a certain one with the younger maids, around my age.

They'd either get too busy or find better jobs or got pregnant or married or moved. So I never really actually had any friends.

•*•*•

The old women were finished and it was time for me to put on my dress, the wedding was in a freaking hour.

The maids helped me get into it without fucking anything up.

My mother gave me a beautiful diamond necklace that belonged to my great grandmother.

Mrs. Ivanov gave me a vale that went down to my butt that belonged to her great grandmother.

I looked absolutely amazing.

I did a spin and my mothers eyes filled with tears. "You look gorgeous." She whispered and Mrs. Ivanov nodded, agreeing.

"Girls, the limo is here." The makeup artist announced and I sighed. It was time.

We made our way to the car and they helped me in.

The car then sped to the beach where we were being wed, twenty minutes away.

•*•*•*•

We pulled into the parking lot and I froze. "It's ok dear." My mother said squeezing my shoulder. I closed my eyes and counted to three.

Everything would be ok. Hopefully.

We got out of the car and went into the beach side hotel.

My father walked up to us and smiled. "Oh my little girl. You look so beautiful." He said, a tear threatening to fall. "Thanks dad." I replied and a maid came over.

She handed me a small bouquet of white lily flowers. They were beautiful.

My mother and Mrs. Ivanov left to go sit down and my father led me over to the entrance.

Through the glass doors I could see Nikolai standing at the altar a couple of meters away from the ocean.

There was a little bit of a breeze but no clouds just sun. What a perfect day for a wedding.

I sighed and my father grabbed my hand. He kissed my forehead and the violins began playing.

"Oh god." I whispered and the maids opened the doors. My father brought me down the lane of the white carpet over the white sand.

Everything was white. The chairs were set up in rows in front of the altar with bows behind each chair.

The altar had ribbon going in and out through the holes and it was gorgeous.

My entire family was here and so was the Ivanov's.

Everyone was standing and staring at me in awe, I could feel my cheeks filling with heat.

My dad smiled down at me and I smiled back. I looked forward towards Nikolai and nearly froze in shock.

His expression was of awe and shock, but when he realized I noticed he quickly covered it up with his normal expressionless stone face.

I sighed and looked down at my feet. My dad stopped in front of the altar and kissed my forehead again.

He then let go of my hand and left to go sit with my mother. I stood in front of Nikolai staring into his beautiful brown eyes.

The priest began talking and Nikolai stared down at me. My head was probably just reaching his neck. He was so freaking tall. He's always been fucking tall. Like a giant.

We started the traditional vows then it would be the rings then I do's. I was panicking. I didn't actually want to marry him but what if I didn't?! There would be a whole war! Tons killed!

The ring part came and our rings were brought to us by a little red head boy.

I took the large silver band which was obviously for Nikolai and he grabbed the small diamond one, not a band, an actual ring.

He took my wedding hand in his huge rough hand. He slipped the ring on and I grabbed his giant hand in my tiny one and slipped his ring on.

"Do you Nikolai Isaac Ivanov take Emma Ayla Russo as your lawfully wedded wife?" The priest asked Nikolai. He stayed silent for a couple of seconds and I held my breath.

"I do." He answered and I silently exhaled.

"And do you Emma Ayla Russo take Nikolai Isaac Ivanov as your lawfully wedded husband?" The priest asked me and I froze.

I had to. For the people. For my parents. "I do." I replied quietly and the priest nodded.

"With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife!" He exclaimed and before I could react, Nikolai's lips were against mine.

His beard scratching my chin, his arm wrapped around my waist, his other hand on the back on my neck pulling me into him.

My hands rested on his chest, the bouquet on the ground. My eyes were wide open but his were closed.

I know usual kissing included the freaking tongue but I did not like it at all.

His massive tongue inside my mouth. It was like he was trying to own me. He pulled away and I caught my breath.

Oh my god. I picked up the bouquet and he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his side.

He was beaming, but it looked fake. While I had a realistic look, frozen in fear and shock. He then lifted me up bridal style and carried me away from the altar and crowd and into the hotel for the ceremony.

We sat at a table in the centre of the room and the guests joined. My parents sat beside me on right while Nikolai sat on my left with his parents.

He grabbed my hand and rested it on the table. He intwined our fingers and people came up congratulating us.

We both fake thanked them smiling. I felt sick.

Music played, drinks and food were served and people chatted.

Nikolai talked with his parents and I got a margarita. I began chugging it then ordered wine with a shrimp cocktail.

It came to me quickly and I pulled my hand away from Nikolai's. He glanced at me then realized I was eating.

He ordered some food and alcohol and it came in a hurry.

We both ate silently when they announced the 'Father Daughter Dance.' My dad smiled and came over to me.

My mom handed me a mint and I popped it in my mouth. My father pulled me up and brought me to the dance floor.

I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. He rested his hands on my hips and I wrapped mine around his neck.

We began slowly dancing and I sighed.

"I'm gonna miss you dad." I whispered and a tear slid down my cheek.

"Don't cry baby. We'll come visit. Don't worry. We're only an hour away, you're mother and I." He whispered and I nodded.

We kept dancing when they announced 'The Mother Son Dance.' Nikolai and Mrs. Ivanov came out and joined us.

Finally the two songs ended and it was the bride and grooms 'first' dance.

My father let go and passed me over to Nikolai. I glanced back at him and he nodded.

I sighed then rested my hands on his shoulders. He rested his hands on my hips and we began dancing.

"You look beautiful." He whispered, still no sign of him actually caring. "Thanks. I replied not making eye contact. I stared at his chest, his hard muscular chest.

My older brothers Anthony, and Antonio then walked over. They were twins. They tried to be intimidating giving Nikolai the 'don't hurt our little sister' talk.

Nikolai didn't really look intimidated although my brothers were two years older than him.

They hugged me tightly then walked off to go dance with some girls.

•*•*•*•

"Good luck!" Everyone shouted as we jogged down the carpet out of the hotel. We stopped in front of the car and I threw my bouquet.

He then opened the door and we slid into the car. Pictures were taken awhile ago so now it was just home time.

The driver sped forward and we left, leaving tons of people behind. I looked through the back window and kept waving until I knew for a fact they couldn't see me.

I sat down in my seat and Nikolai stared out the window. I sighed and stared out mine.

It was gonna be a long boring drive home. The maids had brought all my leftover stuff to the mansion after the ceremony was over, they said they wanted to see their princess get married so my parents let them.

I sat silent tapping my fingers on my leg when he reached over and grabbed my left upper arm and my right hip. With little effort, he pulled me over two seats and into him.

The arm that held mine was now draped around my shoulder. The other hand was still on my hip.

He rested his chin on the top of my head, and I had no choice but to lean against his chest. My hands rested on my lap and we sat there silently.

It wasn't that bad.

His hand moved from my hip and down to my thigh. He began pulling up my dress and I realized what he was doing once his cold knuckles made contact with my bare knee.

"Stop!" I said and tried pushing him away. "Get off!" I repeated and pushed away from him. I pulled my dress down and the driver glanced back.

I was about to slide back to my original seat but Nikolai grabbed my wrist. "I just wanted to have some fun. But if you don't want to, fine. Just sit with me then." He said and I stared at him. That wasn't exactly an apology.

"Thats not an apology." I hissed and he sighed. "I'm sorry." He muttered and I remained silent.

He pulled me over to him again and wrapped his arms around me. He held me close to his chest and rested his chin on the top of my head again.

•*•*•

We got to the mansion and he guided me inside and up the staircase to our room.

We got in and I went into the closet and grabbed my pjs. I grabbed some underwear and a towel then went into the bathroom.

I locked the door then started my shower. I wiped off my makeup and undressed, neatly putting all my precious stuff away from the shower.

The water was warm and I stepped into the shower and began washing.

I finished then changed into my pjs.

I walked out and put my dress in the closet with the vale and then put the jewelry in a special box.

Nikolai grabbed my wrist, tightly and looked at my ringless finger. "Why aren't you wearing your ring?" He asked and I opened my mouth to speak.

"We're married you have to wear it." "Too sleep? I don't want it digging into my side or my face, or ripping the pillow or some shit. I don't want to lose them in the bed." I said and he stared down at me. He let go of my wrist and I looked away.

He walked past me and I muttered idiot under my breath. He whipped around and glared at me.

I froze and slowly backed away. He approached me slowly and I tripped and fell onto the bed on my back.

I stared up at him and a smirk spread across his face. I didn't know what he was thinking so I tried closing my legs only to be blocked by his.

He leaned down and got onto the bed so he was hovering over me. I closed my eyes, turning away from him.

"I'm not gonna hurt you, Emma. I don't why you think that." He said and pecked my cheek then got up and left to the bathroom.

Did I make it that obvious or was he a mind reader?

I lay there stunned and sighed relieved. I then crawled into my side of the bed.

I pulled down the curtains around the bed and grabbed my laptop. I put in my favourite movie, Pirates Of The Caribbean.

•*•*•

The shower stopped and I could hear him walk out. Obviously I couldn't see anything because the curtains were closed around the bed.

I kept watching my movie when the curtain on his side opened and he crawled into bed.

I faced away from him on my side watching the movie when I could feel his bare chest pressed against my back.

He pulled me back a little bit so we were in the middle of the bed and his huge fucking arm draped over my stomach.

The other I guess was behind his head. One of his giant legs rested over mine, pretty much trapping me and I stayed still.

"Turn it up." He whispered, his face very close to mine. I turned the laptops volume up and we watched the movie before I slowly fell to sleep, somehow.