The Obsession of Revenge
*WEDDING
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The magnificent building with luxurious decorations has been filled with people who come to witness the sacred promise of the bride and groom. Each of them came from Allard's fellow clansmen, elders, as well as business associates. The building was filled with hundreds of important people. Very strict guarding need not be doubted.
Allard stood at the entrance to greet the guests accompanied by several clan elders. Remembering he didn't have any biological parents because they died when Allard was a child. It was the clan elders who nurtured him to a great extent until now.
The man concluded his smile as a sharp-faced man walked over. The man's arms clenched tightly as if ready to throw a fist at Allard.
“I'm glad you came, David!”
The man ignored Allard's welcome. But the middle-aged man beside him whispered to David to show some respect. The entire mafia clan in the country gathered. If they saw the rift between the two Aurora clans and the WS, then the one who would be greatly disadvantaged was the Aurora clan.
With a feeling of being forced David shook Allard's hand and hugged her lightly to offer his congratulations. Many people watch their behavior intensely. Some media covered it.
Barrack and Margaret did the same. Their faces showed a calm expression as if accepting the marriage. Both of them were very good at acting in front of many people.
Yada was in the dressing room. Sam was putting make up on his face. The gleaming man intervened himself to serve his VVIP clients. Yada's makeup was made so beautiful by her.
Laura walked into the room after knocking on the door. He said it was time for Yada to come out and walk on the altar. The woman also gave her a gun that she had to keep in her dress. Tucked right in the right thigh. It's all just in case.
Sam smiled awkwardly at that. Although this is not the first time he has attended a mafia wedding. But a bride carrying a gun, this is really rare.
“You know how to use it, Miss?”
“Of course.”
Laura came out of the room. Sam went back to styling Yada's hair and tidying it up. Every now and then his eyes glanced at the blank eyes of the beautiful woman in front of him. Though the bride will usually feel happy and praise herself on her wedding day. But this one is different.
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A good time has arrived. Yada comes out of the dressing room accompanied by two beautiful female escorts who Yada herself does not know who it is. Barrack was already standing at the end of the altar awaiting his arrival. The fake son and father will walk on the altar together.
With romantic music. Barrack took Yada's arm and walked over the altar. The smiles of the two people did not escape from their faces. Even though that smile shows falsehood.
“Daddy.” Yada whispered. “Are you happy with my marriage?”
Barrack was silent for a moment. Why did Yada suddenly ask such a thing. Though the woman knew clearly that Barrack never agreed to it. If not for his clan being threatened, Barrack would not have been present today at their marriage.
“Of course I'm happy. You are my daughter.”
Yada chuckles faintly. That rarity sounded like a scorn to Barrack.
“Ya right! I am your daughter. Enjoy your days as a father, Daddy!”
At the end of the room. David clasped his wine glass and gripped it until it ran out. The man's face flushed in annoyance. He could not watch the ridiculous wedding performed by his sister. David must find out why Yada is willing to marry the man.
Allard and Yada became a married couple. The guests who were present took turns to congratulate them. Yada just smiled to reply. He doesn't even know anyone there.
The smile on Yada's face disappeared instantly as she saw a woman walking up to her. The woman dressed in***, wore a black slimfit dress, as well as a striking make-up with lipstick polished blood red.
The woman ....
The gaze of the woman's eyes was so intense and sharp. It was as if he was ready to eat whoever was in front of him. He looked at Yada so deeply. The beautiful woman immediately looked towards her husband in a daze.
Zinth extended his hand to congratulate him. Although doubtful Yada still regretted it while smiling. She was the woman who had poisoned him. Yada obviously disliked it.
“Congratulations on your wedding.”
Zinth did not expect that the woman in front of him was now the biological sister he had been looking for. He even risked his life by putting poison into his sister's body. Zinth's feelings were mixed. He regretted, but time could not retreat to the past. He had to face Yada sooner or later.
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The wedding party went well until the end. The thing that Yada feared for a full day did not happen at all. She fears that on her wedding day there will be a blood war and killing many people. It turned out that it was only Yada's negative thoughts.
Yada was in his room. The room he usually wears. There was nothing special about that room. Suppose like the bridal room for the first night. Yada did not expect it at all.
The beautiful woman was still wearing the bridal outfit. He sat in front of a large mirror and took off one by one the accessories he was wearing. Then clean the make up on his face.
Jemari Yada groped her right thigh. The gun Laura gave him was still attached there. She took off her wedding dress and left her underwear to bandage her body. Yada took the gun and placed it on the table.
He thought about how to take revenge on the Aurora family. The family that killed all of his family. Yada had thought that if he had just acted to shoot the gun right in Barrack's face, maybe his heart would have been satisfied. But that he can't do.
Someone opened the door of his room without knocking. Yada saw Allard enter the room and looked at her body which was only wrapped in underwear. The woman did not cover it. Let it be like that. Allard had seen every inch of his body.
“You'll sleep here?” ask Yada.
“Of course.”
Allard took off his watch and opened the suit he wore all day. He laid his body directly on the bed without bathing first. Yada doesn't care about it. She removed the make up on her face.
“Should we honeymoon like any other couple?”
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