Marriage To The Heartless Man

“"Mommy! Dad, please! " I pleaded with my parents, tears streaming down my face. They wanted me to marry the son of their business partner. But sh*t! I didn't want to. I was too young-barely 18! Worse, I already had a boyfriend. Sh*t! What kind of life is this?! "You'll marry him whether you like it or not. It's final!" my mom said coldly, not sparing me a glance. My dad sat silently, reading a magazine, his legs crossed as he lounged on our sofa. "Daddy..." I called out, hoping for some support, but he didn't even look up. "Go to your room and get some rest. Tomorrow is your wedding day," he finally spoke, but that was all. Damn it! This is hell! "M-Mommy huhu..." I sobbed harder. I didn't want to marry because I knew it would only lead to pain and misery " I choked out through my tears. "No. He'll never hurt you. Trust me. Stop crying and get some rest," Mom said dismissively as she stood and left me crying on the sofa. "D-Daddy..." I called again as he, too, stood up. He glanced at me, emotionless, before walking away. All I could do was cry. Tomorrow was my wedding day. There was no escape. My life would turn into hell starting tomorrow. I was about to marry a man without a heart, someone who wouldn't care if he hurt me emotionally or physically. Wedding Day As I walked down the red carpeted aisle, I fixed my gaze on the man waiting for me at the altar. His perfectly sculpted face was devoid of emotion. His piercing blue eyes stared at me, making my knees weak. "How pathetic you are. You couldn't even do anything to stop this nonsense of a marriage," he muttered coldly when I finally stood before him. He gripped my hand tightly, and I bit my lip to keep from crying out in pain. One question remained before I would be bound to this heartless man, who could never love me. "You, woman, do you vow to stay by this man's side in poverty and hardship, with respect and love?" the priest asked. "Say you do, woman, and prepare to suffer. You ruined my life, so I'll ruin yours too," Zyrus whispered maliciously, his cold words sending shivers down my spine. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I, Lhianne Aurora Acostora, am willing to stay, respect, and love this man, Zyrus Clark Dillesh, forever. So, yes, I do, Father," I said boldly, shocking my now husband. "Zyrus Clark Dillesh, you may now kiss your bride," the priest announced. "The pathetic woman," Zyrus muttered icily. "Well, this isn't new to you." He lifted my veil and, without hesitation, claimed my lips. I felt like I was floating as his soft lips pressed against mine. Startled, I pushed him away when he bit my lower lip, leaving it stinging. I stared at him in disbelief, but he only smirked back at me. My gaze shifted to the churchgoers clapping enthusiastically. Mom's smile stretched wide, while Dad remained emotionless as always. I sighed deeply, bracing myself for the life of misery that awaited me”