The Prisoner of the Devils'

Wedding

It doesn't take long to prepare everything. Things like this, it is really not difficult for those who are respected like Skylar, because everything can be overcome easily. It is very unlikely that the owner of a large company makes a party carelessly, let alone this is a sacred party that will be lived alone.

The proof, all the luxury themed wedding is now really plastered perfectly in the magnificent and large hotel building.

The invitations present were not random. They were people of honor who were equal to Skylar. The reporters did not escape the vision, they seemed so enthusiastic to take pictures or videos at the sacred event of the businessman who was still fairly young.

This really made the other women feel envious of the woman who would become Skylar's partner in a moment.

Who wouldn't marry, let alone marry an established man like Skylar?

All women will surely race to get a Skylar and make her husband, how not the man has a very big success and it is certain that anyone who lives with him will be comfortable and protected. Not to mention the look and stature that many women crave, yes Skylar is so perfect.

Of course, marriage is everyone's dream.

As an adult, Starla always dreamed of marriage. Marry a beloved lover, make a sacred promise before God, put a ring on their ring finger, then throw a bouquet of flowers. Oh .... may even kiss each other's lips in front of the invited guests as a sign that they have officially become a couple.

Isn't that really sweet?

Very sweet indeed. And the dream was finally achieved. Starla was really pretty wearing that long white dress. A lavish and festive wedding party. Being the wife of a wealthy businessman. However, the marriage he had today was completely different to the one he had been expecting. The feeling of happiness that was also accompanied by disappointment, really made his mind foggy. His feelings became erratic. It was undeniable when the feeling of happiness came to his heart so easily.

Happy because soon she will be a wife.

Then she was disappointed when she found out that the man who would be her future husband was different.

Skylar was no longer a friendly man with the warm smile he always saw when he was with Gabriella. That guy is completely different. He did not even believe that the man was the old Skylar. The man changed like a wild beast toying with its prey first, after being satisfied, was eaten alive. The man was like a terrifying predator.

Especially after yesterday's incident where Skylar attacked the woman brutally. Treating herself like a cheap woman might even be spelled out more than that, making her heart shrink.

Given that, his stomach felt torn so as to vomit something right on the face of the life-extracting man.

That girl, ah is no longer ….

The woman could only resignedly accept all the harsh realities that attacked her. Eyes glazed. There was nothing else he could do but drip that clear liquid. He could only reflect on the fate of his life that he would somehow become after this.

With a slow and trembling step, Starla headed towards the altar, approaching the groom who appeared dashing in his broken white suit. Leaving the tears that had already dripped down her cheeks, not caring about the people on the left and right sides who were looking in awe at her beauty today.

His completely blank mind made him subconsciously that he had already reached the point of goal. He realized when he felt his hand held tightly by Skylar who had since thrown a cynical look at him.

After nearly fifteen minutes of standing at the spot, the sacred covenant finally came to pass and ended with the moment where the two brides were welcome to kiss.

Skylar cupped Starla's cheeks together and kissed her lips softly. Just an ordinary kiss. Without action******* in the least. His eyes closed, as if enjoying the kiss of love so soft and full of feeling when others see it.

Damn it!

Skylar then pulled back his head and looked at Starla's face. Their faces were still very close, the man then said in a half-spirited voice, "Welcome to your hell, my dear."

Hearing the calm but threatening sentence made Starla's tears unstoppable, her tears streaming down with the hateful look she threw at Skylar's blue iris. Not a single word he said. Her vibrating lips could only clench tightly.

Ahh, his life after this won't be okay.

****

"Hey ... What's bothering you?"

The woman's voice managed to make Starla wake up from her daydream and turn her head and shake lightly. Right now Starla was in the room to fix her makeup to do the reception for another hour, she was also asked to rest for a while.

The woman who had just invited him to chat then walked up to him and seemed dissatisfied with the sleigh which could be interpreted as 'nothing' from him. So that made him convince her again with words.

"I'm really fine, Grace."

Grace is a beautiful woman who appears to be thirty-five years old, Skylar's cousin. He stood right beside Starla while rubbing his little back. For some reason, since then, he could see like there was something hidden by the woman. Therefore, Grace decided to approach the woman who was staring blankly at someone who was outside the room not far from them.

"You know Skylar's like my own brother. He always told me what happened to me. And you who are now his wife can tell me whatever it is. You are also my sister, just like Skylar," Grace said, cupping Starla's cheek and looking at her gently.

Starla's eyes glazed over to hear Grace's words. Really, he felt lucky that there were still people who seemed to care about him at a time like this.

"Can I hold you?" ask Starla for approval.

But without the need to give an answer, Grace immediately clutched her tiny body tightly. He also returned the embrace of the woman was not less tight. Shed a tear on the woman's shoulder. He was no longer able to resist the stuffing that he had been holding since. Truly, this woman who was holding him was really kind and sincere.

"Thank you, Grace," she said, which made Grace smile warmly and took off her arms. Her outstretched hand wiped Starla's tears gently.

"Today you're really pretty, Starla. Don't ruin your beauty just because of these tears."

Starla only chuckled lightly at Grace's praise.

After being silent for a few minutes, Grace began to shift another conversation. "You want to hear something about Skylar?"

Starla turned her head for a moment as Grace asked that. His eyebrows slightly wrinkled faintly while nodding lightly.

"The guy was really cold. And because of his attitude like that, people became reluctant to get close to him. He doesn't even have any friends, I know that," Grace said at length.

The woman was really enthusiastic to keep Starla a little entertained. But what happened? The girl's face did not change at all. Stay flat and calm.

Grace cleared her throat briefly, then returned to voice. "Ah, yes. I just remembered. He apparently has one friend. But that man could not be present at this moment."

That only? Then what else?

Starla smiles sincerely in response to Grace's story. In fact, without being told anything, he already knew, it might even be worse than what the woman knew. But what is it that Grace has in mind? The woman did not know the worse vices of her cousin.

Skylar is a man who loves a girl, and chooses that girl as his last mate.

Yeah. Maybe that's the right sentence to conclude the thought that's in Grace's head at the moment