A Wedding Gift

One would expect their wedding to be the most joyous day of one's life. However, Annalise despised hers!

How wouldn't she when the one standing at the altar, dressed gorgeously as the groom, isn't her beloved Seven but….him?

She hated him immensely.

The day she realized that she was getting married to arguably the most good-looking man on Earth, she felt like crying.

It wasn't based on his looks — Luciano Rome was a Greek god.

Yet, his attitude infuriate anyone to the core — he was insufferable. And in addition, he birthed a replica of his unwholesome attitude.

Lorene — the cute six-year-old daughter of Luciano.

Everything about her was dipped in utter wealth — the lusciousness of her brown hair, and sparkling blue eyes gave her an angelic appearance.

Then again, her personality was distasteful — Annalise for one couldn't stand both father and daughter.

“You're beautiful, Annalise!”

Her response to Mrs. Rome was a kind smile, and she stepped out of the dressing room.

Today's her wedding day.

A marriage that'd last roughly a year just to benefit their businesses, but the Rome family spent crazily on it.

Business partners and associates were invited.

Being led to the Range Rover that'd convey her to the church was Annalise, cladded in a spectacular white ball gown.

On it were stoned diamonds that radiated expensively, and its sliver sleeves were made from the colorist material.

Since it was backless, her lengthy dark hair was left dangling, and although her makeup was light, Annalise was truly an angel.

Her beauty was blinding!

One would assume she'd be accompanied to the altar either by her stepmother or Melissa, her very own sister, but peculiarly, she refused to do it.

Annalise found her sister's refusal weird yet thought little about it — she wasn't going to enjoy the wedding either way.

Soon, Annalise could be seen walking elegantly angelic on a white carpet that led into the church, and her dead-drop gorgeous soon-to-be husband, Luciano, stood there.

The soon-to-be-married couple were utterly otherworldly, and the guests would be damned to remove their gazes from them.

“Asshole.” Annalise standing right in front of Luciano with her veil on muttered hatefully to his hearing.

As always, he didn't respond but retained his usual expressionless face.

While the vows were being made, Melissa could be seen biting her lips uncomfortably — she hated this.

Why would Luciano, the one she fell straight in love with on their first encounter, be getting married to her sister who despised him?

Countlessly, she tried to talk her father, Mr. Gregory, into replacing Annalise with her, yet he mentioned how fond Mrs. Rome was of Annalise.

Melissa wasn't the sole one watching the wedding in displeasure, Lorene was spiteful.

“I hate this Nanny. Dad doesn't have to get married — aren't I enough of a bundle of joy for him?” She scoffed angrily while Ophelia, her nanny, stroked her hair lovingly.

“It's all for business, Young Miss. Calm down; she won't ever stand in between you or your dad's love."

Yet, Lorene was inconsolable and watched the gorgeously crafted rings being exchanged between them.

Within an hour, the due procedures were concluded, and the church was filled with congratulatory claps.

“I wonder why Lucas isn't here” Mrs. Rome let out a sigh and then glanced at a blonde—haired pretty lady.

Unlike others, she retained her seating position, and her baby bump was quite visible from the dining gown she wore.

That was Zoey — her first son, Lucas's baby mama. Yeah, she birthed a womanizer and a cold-hearted jerk.

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“I'm not sharing a fucking room with you.”

Once they both settled in the posh limousine, Annalise unhesitatingly stated with her eyes fixed outside.

Still, in their wedding attire, both said nothing else after she made that statement. Nothing needed to be said, and sincerely, Annalise felt… running away.

“Seven…” during the ride to the Rome Manor that they'd be spending their first night in alone, she muttered as a ball of tears cascaded down her cheeks.

She missed him hellishly, and Melissa was the sole thing hindering her from leaving.