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Chapter 10 - Mrs. Luciano

Leila's pov -

Life is betraying me. Im looking at myself in the mirror. Gosh do I wish for someone to stop this marriage. I don't want to get married to anyone besides my future love

Amaris and Ondina the other maid, was getting me ready for this terrible dark event. My marriage. I will be someone's officially. What will my parents say. I'm doomed.

I heard Ondina speak softly while doing my makeup, "you will look gorgeous. I'm sure you're very excited for this." She's so sweet but I'm not happy.

"You're so lucky to marry him" Amaris said softly and tried to do something with my hair.

"Im not lucky" I said lowly to myself but they heard and stop. "Trust me he's a really good man. Dear" Amaris said and softly pat my head.

Tears start to fall from my eyes. I'm terrified for today. I don't wanna do this. What will I tell my family. Will I ever see them again?

"All done, you look beautiful" Ondina said and I looked at myself and see someone I don't know. Who am I? I don't even know anymore. Is this it. My life will be this forever?

"Thanks" I said meekly and get up. My scarf was placed so beautiful loose on my head. No hair showing. I loved it.

Ondina left and Amaris guided me down to where I'm going to see my 'future husband' don't cry. Didn't cry. I will be okay inshallah.  I wish I had a traditional Pakistani wedding with the colorful.

Maybe near future I can..? I must be dreaming if I think that is it.

I look up and see him. That man I don't even know his name! And I don't wanna know. I don't know how this works. He's sat with a sheikh? Oh god. Will he convert. I didn't even think of that. He's non Muslim.

(( put a picture of their outfit down below all the way at the bottom))

He looked at me with something in his eyes I can't explain. He actually looked somewhat well. I'm not complementing  him I'm just stating.

He stood as I got closer and grabbed my waist softly and made me sit in the couch seat next to him. "Begin." He said to the sheikh and he nodded.

After the whole words and things to say we have to say the i do's I can't say no I know that. I wish I could.

"Damien Romano Luciano do you accept Leila Malik as your wife?" The sheikh said and he had this cold face on the entire time.

His name. I finally know it. Damien. That's his name. I didn't know it would be such a cool name. Yeah that's it. Nothing more.

"Do you Leila Malik take Damien Romano Luciano as your future husband"

I don't.

I don't

I don't!!

"I-I do" I said with broken voice. I should of stayed in Pakistan even if my parents said no. Im so stupid.

"You are now husband and wife" he said and gets up and Damien..shakes his hand. I admired his tuxedo and. His tattoos looks so vibrant. He is so tall. He smells really good and I hate that I like it.

The sheikh smiled at me and then he left. I stood there. I'm fully married. I'm not Leila Malik anymore: I'm someone else. I just wanna sob but I will stand strong. I can't be strong. I suck at strong. I flinch at strong rough  hands on my waist.

"You look so fucking gorgeous mrs Luciano" he said smirking and I push him.

"ARGHHH!" I yell and turn to walk away away but he grabbed my hand and I bumped into his back.