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The ceremony went by in a blur. I could barely remember reciting my vows and saying yes to being Nikolai’s wife. The only thing I remember vividly was the kiss. Oh, the kiss. I could still feel his lips lingering on mine.

Every now and then, I found myself touching them. They still tingled and it was a feeling I could not explain. I wanted to hate him but it seemed my body thought otherwise.

“ Smile, mìa regìna, “ Nikolai said.

We were in the car and headed to the venue for the wedding night reception. I hadn’t even realized that he was looking at me. He had been so busy with phone calls ever since we got into the car. News of our marriage must have traveled like wildfire.

His vows must have traveled the fastest. Nikolai had me there. He expressed such emotion that if I wasn’t the bride, I would have believed that he loved me with all his heart. If only they knew how much he hated me.

“ What does that even mean? “ I asked, irritated.

He always called me names in Italian and I
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