The Billionaire crazy Wife

Chapter 6: The wedding

[DIVINE HALL]

Under the luxurious chandelier, rich business men and women were chatting and holding wine glasses as the hall resounded with elegant music. The waiter and waitresses weaved their way around the guests as they balance their serving trays; every now and then they witness famous business men and women gossiping among each other and exchanging glance.

They all there for a purpose. Most of them are there for business while some are just there to show off. They we're all invited because of the wedding.

Dominic take one last look at himself in the mirror. Today is his wedding and he was looking dangerously handsome on his black suit which worth millions. He haven't seen Chantel ever since the interview when she knee him on his groin. He scoffed remembering the scene.

Does she think, doing this would change his mind? Even if he want to, it too late already.

The door opened and Enzo walked in.

"You look great boss" Enzo compliment.

"Hmm.. any update about Gabriel?" Dominic asked adjusting his tie.

"He's at Washington Street.. no strange move from now" Enzo answered.

"Keep an eye on him. Once this wedding ends, I'll find a way to deal with the Braun cooperation".

"About Chantel, y..you know about her past right?" Enzo asked.

"Of course, I do. That's another reason why I want her by my side" Dominic replied walking out of the room.

"Gosh, is that the groom?"

"Dominic, he look like an angel"

"I wish I could be the one he's getting married to today"

"Chantel McCarthy is so lucky"

"Those lips a so tempting"

"His body, fuck"

People mummer among each other as the groom appeared. Enzo was accompanying him.

Dominic rest his hand behind him waiting for Chantel to show up.

Ten minutes pass without her appearing. Dominic raised his right wrist up to check the time. His aura was getting cold, Enzo could feel it.

Is she not coming?

Mr Taylor gave Katerina a look as if asking where the fuck is her daughter? Katerina could only swallow.

Mr Taylor bring out his phone to call but just then an angel appeared. White long dress with some of its piece dragging behind her. Her hair was tied in a unique way having some small roses on her hair.

"Geez, her shape"

"Holy shit" Noah, who was among the crowd spit back his drink. This is actually her first time seeing Chantel for real.

All the men in the hall drool over her.

Even with her beauty, one should not ignore the cold look on her face. It was as if she was not here for the wedding but for war.

She was squeezing the life out of the roses in her hand.

Henry gritted his teeth staring at her. He never wanted to come if not for Katerina.

"She's beautiful" Katerina muttered.

"This wedding should end fast, I need to be somewhere" Mr Taylor cleared his throat.

"Taylor?" Katerina rolled her eyes.

"Can I leave now?" Henry asked coldly.

"No, what is wrong with both of you" Katerina shook her head and return her gaze back to Chantel.

Dominic eyes was on her the whole time as she took slow steps towards him. Beside her was Laila and Maltida was beside her.

Remembering the hatred between Gabriel and Dominic, Maltida sighed. Isn't Chantel going to get affected? One thing about Gabriel, he is ruthless and deadly.

Chantel but her lips, even with her effort, this asshole still decide to marry her. Really?! Is he that desperate?

Dominic took in his lower lips and gaze down her slightly exposed cleavage covered with designed thin fabric. Her body was just perfect.

The priest smile disappeared as he look back and forth at the couple. Are they not supposed to look at eyes other with love?

Instead, their eyes were cold, most especially the wife.

"Proceed priest" Dominic demanded and he nodded lightly.

"Do you Mrs Chantel McCarty take Mr Dominic Winfrey as your lawfully wedded husband till death do you apart?" The priest ask the average woman glaring at the man on a retro suit. If look could kill, then Dominic would be unconscious right now.

The priest made to ask again but the woman replied.

"No, I don't" her replied shocked everyone especially her parents.

"As the matter fact, I know nothing about this motherfucker" she paused and look back at the priest whose eyes was widened like that of a watermelon.

"But who cares, I don't have damn right to make ma own decision. I'm sure Mr Demonic... oh sorry.. I meant to say Dominic, would say Yes, so I guess you should proceed Mr Priest, there's no need for you to ask since you know you can't do a damn thing to stop this wedding.. Gawd! my foot is killing me"

She reach down and took off her heels. When she was done she took a deep breath and smiled to everyone in the hall not noticing the Dominic cold glare on her. His blood was boiling.

"Mr Dominic Winf..."

"Yes I do" Came a cold voice from Dominic as he glare at the Priest who shuddered in fear. Poor him.

"I now p..pro..noun you both a..as Hus..band a..and wife" The priest stammer as his hand shaking. The wife was crazy and the husband was damn scary.

'Fuck!' Chantel cursed inwardly. This asshole is now her husband. Her fist clinch beside her as she roll her tongue inside.

She just made her vow?!

Dominic look at the woman who is now his wife. It felt unreal for a moment but now he have to accept the fact that he now have a wife.

The priest swallowed nothing thinking hard whether he should say the next word or not.

"Y..you..." He start.

Chantel raised his brow at him. What else? They've announce them as husband and wife already.

The priest took a deep breath again.

"Y..you m..may n..now kiss the bride" He finally said.

"What?!" Chantel blinked. She is going to kiss the demon. Never.

Laila smiled inwardly. She was actually enjoying this.

Maltida on the other hand can't shake the strange feeling in her.

"Just end the darn wedding, do you think we would really kiss?" Chantel glared at him with a low voice.

"Yes" Dominic said.

Chantel cold gaze return to him but the man stepped closer and swiftly grab her waist. Her chest collided with his and her eyes widened.

'What the fuck is he doing!' Chantel screamed inwardly not until he began to draw his lips close to her face.

She shifted her head one side avoiding his lips before it could reach her, but he held her Chin gently and position it to face him back.

Without wasting a second his cold lips collided with hers...