One Night Stand With A Stranger On My Wedding Day (R21+)

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Isabella POV

The bell rang out, echoing through all the hallways of St. Michael cathedral. It is a day meant for celebration. The day of my happiness, yet I felt some sting brewing in my chest.

I smoothed my wedding dress, a masterpiece adorned with silver lace. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, this is the day I have been waiting for. My long wavy hair cascaded down my shoulder. And my hazel green eyes looked dull today.

I don't know what happened. I should be happy, but something deep in me wants to warn me about something.

“You're going to be late, Isabella,” Mia said. My best friend since childhood, called me from the second room. When she was having her make up, our dress was the same. I wonder why she asked us to wear the same dress.

“I am coming” I replied, trying to force a smile, today was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. I am getting married to Daniel Alexandra, the Billionaire and the owner of Vanguard Weaponry, but as I step out of the bridal a chill runs down my spine.

“Wow you look stunning and amazing” Mia declared, her dark brown hair perfectly fit, her white bridal gown, her hazel green eyes shining with envy.

“Thanks Mia” I replied “ I just hope everything will go smoothly” I added, my voice trembling slightly

“Don't worry everyone knows that Daniel loves you, and this is your day nothing bad will happen” Mia reassured me, but I could sense an old tension in my best friend's voice.

As I walked down the aisle, I looked back and saw that Mia already left me alone. She told me she will walk with me, but I suppose I will be happy today, but something is telling me deep down that I lost something.

“Wow she looks beautiful”, I could hear all the guests. Their whisperers.

Rich men from all over the country were present. I looked up and I saw him. Daniel stood at the altar, tall and handsome, his stormy gray eyes filled with love and lust, his long blonde hair swayed back.

I saw him as he whispered into the priest's ear, he nodded and he went out through the back door. I wonder what happened.

The groom usually waits for the bride but mine is different. I am actually waiting for the groom.

“Isabella, you need to see this,” Jake shouted, Mia's boyfriend as he swung the church door open.

“What's going on? What happened?” I demanded my heart beat fast.

“It's Daniel he's cheating on you," Jake said, his voice urgent.

“WHAT.. you must be joking” my voice trembles, a mix of fear and disbelief.

“Just come with me," he shouted. As we rush down pushing past the guests, as they whisper among themselves.

As we reached the restroom, with a deep breath, I opened the door, my heart racing, what I saw made my blood turn cold.

In the dimly lit, Mia and Daniel, having sex, in the church restroom on my wedding day.

“Ohh, fuck me, fuck me harder, Daniel,” I heard Mia's voice calling Daniel over like a mourning bride.

Her voice was filled with pleasure.

Bang bang! The way Daniel was slapping her breasts as he was fucking her, the sound of his dick on her pussy, made my head spin.

The room was filled with the scent of cum and pleasure. I couldn't stand it as I was also getting wet under my pants. I wished I was the one Daniel was having. But it's my wedding day, and Daniel used his penis to ruin it.

“Now, bitch, let me eat your pussy. You know I love eating that pink pussy,” Daniel said.

“Yes, baby. Maybe we should do 69; as you're eating my pussy, let me suck your dick…”

“I want all your cum in my mouth, not my pussy,” Mia said, her voice filled with pleasure.

He never ate my pussy; I don't know why when we do have sex, but here he is going to eat that bitch's pussy. I couldn't take it as he was about to go down and eat that wet pussy.

CHAPTER 1: The wedding

ISABELLA POV

“DANIEL!” I yelled, and my shout reverberated through the tiny bathroom, totally unlike me. My heart raced, and fury surged in my veins. How could he do this to me? Not anybody but my childhood friend, Mia.

My vision faded, and tears began to flow down my cheeks. I felt like I was drowning in betrayal. When Daniel raised his troubled, unrepentant eyes, his gaze fell upon a white mask a smile.

“Isabella, what are you doing here?” he asked, almost amused.

“WHAT? You can’t be serious!” I could barely contain my anger. “You’re supposed to be marrying me today!”

“And here you're eating Mia pussy,” I yelled out.

“You never eat my pussy, or suck my nipples” I cried out.

Mia, adjusting her dress, looked at me. “Oh, come on, Isabella. Don’t act so surprised. You really thought he was going to marry you? We’ve been together for a long time now.”

“What? The ground beneath me felt like it was crumbling. “You’ve been Fucking and sucking his dick behind my back? On my wedding day?” I asked, feeling down and heartbroken.

Daniel shrugged, casual and nonchalant. “It’s not like I was hiding it. Just got lost in your fairy tale,” he said. “I, however, have already shown you some evidence, but you are either too blind to see it.”

“Your Pussy is not that sweet, it's always thick like a cow skin, it's not sweet to eat.”

I shook my head in disbelief. “You’re both sick! How could you betray me like this? You're my best friend, Mia.”

Mia stepped closer, her expression cool and collected. “Isabella, you’ve always been the nice girl. But Daniel and I... we have something real. He’s going to marry me today, not you.”

“Real or unreal,” I growled, every sound a sigh, every word a whisper almost a whisper, at least a nearly inaudible, rolling growl. “You think your relationship is real? This is just a ridiculous game!”

Daniel rolled his eyes, clearly bored with my outrage. “Enough with the drama, Isabella. Just accept it. You’re not the one I want.”

“But if you want me to be eating your Pussy, you can get a pussy sweetener to be used, just accept your fate. I love Mia and I love her pussy”

Tears streamed from my bloodshot eyes, but those tears didn't contain sorrow. “You’re both unbelievable! I can’t believe I ever trusted either of you!”

“Trust? Did you really think you would have so much confidence and go after a billionaire?” Mia laughed, a cold, cruel sound. “You’re just a stepping stone for him, and you always have been.”

“Step aside, Mia,” Daniel said dismissively. “There is no reason to make this any worse.”

“You don’t get to decide what happens here!” I shouted, my heart pounding in my chest. “You think you can just dump me on the side, like I'm of no consequence, do you?”

“Honestly? It’s easier this way,” Daniel replied, crossing his arms. “I’m done with the drama. Just go home. Mia and I have a wedding to attend.”

“Home?” I echoed, disbelief washing over me. “You think I’m just going to walk away? You’ve shattered my world, Daniel!”

Mia stepped forward, a smug grin on her face. “Oh, please. You’ll get over it. You always do. You were never really the one for him. That’s why he’s with me now.”

“Why don’t you just confess, Isabella?” Daniel chimed in, his voice condescending. “You were always a backup plan. I found someone who fits better with my lifestyle.”

I felt the communicative impact of his words like an approaching tsunami about to engulf me. “I can’t believe you’re both so heartless.”

“Heartless?” Mia scoffed, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “We’re just being honest. You should thank us for it.”

“Thank you?” I hissed, my voice rising. “For ruining my life? You’ve taken everything from me!”

“Just go, Isabella,” Daniel said, his tone final. “It's getting harder and harder to stand for this. We’re done with you.”

“Done with me?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You’ll regret this, Daniel. I hope you know that.”

“Regret? No,” he said, and a smile never left his face. “I’m finally free.”

I stumbled back, my breath coming in ragged gasps. I really just wanted a quick respite to help get my head straight and detach from it all.

“Isabella!” I heard Daniel's voice trail after me, but I did not turn around. I couldn’t.

I broke through the church doors as the crowd screamed in pain and despair. I was a runaway bride, not just physically walking down the aisle, but emotionally fleeing down that nightmare tunnel of a dream shattered as much as escaping from the wedding ceremony itself.

The instant I walked out of the church, I felt some string of failure within me. “I have failed,” I said to myself. I did not plan it out like this, not on my wedding day. Everyone was laughing and taking pictures of me as I was running away from the church premises. Goodbye, Daniel, I whispered to myself, the sound barely even a gasp in the back of my throat. “Goodbye, Mia. You’ve both destroyed me.”

I didn't know where to go or who to turn to. I picked up my phone, trying to go through my contacts to see if I could get someone to talk to. As I was walking down the street, I looked up ahead and saw a beach bar lounge. Maybe if I got some drinks, I would be able to think clearly and try to forget about my day.

As I pushed open the door, a lot of strange faces looked toward me, but I didn’t care; I had seen something worse than that today.