The gentle breeze carrying the fresh scent of the beautiful ocean stroked her skin and twirled the strands of soft curls framing her face.
The soft silk hugged her body perfectly as a long train of her veil followed behind her. Cheers and laughter filled the atmosphere as the sound of the priest solemnizing the wedding sounds far away, her entire being embalmed with love and happiness at finally marrying the man she love.
"You may now kiss the bride." The voice of the priest rang out.
Behind the thin veil, Lily blushed like a beautiful rose, shy yet a happy woman radiating love all over. Her gentle and beautiful eyes shyly looked up at the tall and handsome man standing before her.
Strong hands with slim and long fingers, with a glinting wedding band on his ring finger, Killian Roman lifted the veil off his beautiful bride's face and lowered his head to kiss her.
Lily felt dizzy out of happiness and excitement as she saw Killian Roman's thin lips approaching her plump and rosy ones.
She closed her eyes tightly awaiting his kiss when a sudden loud sound of something falling and crashing woke her up.
Shocked, she sat up on the bed only to be hit with a gut wrenching pain all over her body.
She fell back weakly on the messy bed.
Splitting headache, intense pain between her legs and a sequel of images from last night followed.
Her eyes widened in shock and disbelief remembering the previous night incident.
Last night Killian Roman came home drunk and in a bad mood.
He did not ignore her like usual but stood at the door watching her place the dinner on the dining table.
Lily hurried towards him and took his work bag from him while helping him take off his coat and shoes.
Yes, shoes. Fine leather, custom made from Italy, sharp, polished and cold. Like it's owner.
He did not push her away like he usually does.
For some minutes, Killian Roman stood tall as his deep eyes hidden in the shadow of the corridor looked down at Lily who crouched down and untied his shoe lace.
He compliantly lifted his feet for Lily to take off his shoes and place them beside her heels which she took off earlier.
Her little pink heels look so small beside his large cold and imposing black shoes.
Yet they look so harmonious and look good together, Lily mused.
In the past, Roman Killian would directly head up to his master bedroom on the second floor but tonight he did not.
"Let me make some hangover soup for you." Lily said as she stood up and headed back inside.
A large and strong hand shot out from behind her and pulled her hard into a warm embrace, her small back hitting his hard abdominal muscles.
Standing at 6'2 with a towering built, Killian Roman lowered his head and watched the tiny woman who stood frozen in his embrace.
He watched the rosy blush quickly spreading on her cheeks, ears and her fair neck.
Lily did not struggle in his embrace. She did not even move a muscle.
But Killian Roman could feel her strong and extremely fast heartbeat when he wrapped his large and strong arms around her.
Smirking arrogantly while watching the blushing, shy and excited woman in his arms, he lowered his head behind her ear and asked Lily in a deep, low and hoarse voice tinged with drunkenness, " You love me, don't you? Hmm?"
The last "Hmm" vibrated deeply from his chest and Lily shuddered in a daze hearing it.
"You already know the answer." Lily whispered back softly, yet her sad eyes betrayed her smiling face.
How long has it been since she fell in love with Killian Roman?
Was it eight years ago when she first arrived at the Roman estate and saw the twenty years old Killian Roman gracefully and majestically riding a horse?
Or was it when the young man jumped off his horse, walked up to her and greeted her elegantly with a bow like some prince?
Or was it his handsome face and gorgeous eyes which looked at her with a hint of sympathy at her unfortunate situation?
Lily doesn't remember. All she could recall was how Killian Roman has made a space for himself to live in her heart the moment they met.
But she was never in his heart.
Her chest felt tight as if gripped by a strong clasp chaining it down. Yet her heart still refused to calm down its fast pace, ignited by the embrace of the one she loves.
"I want to hear you say it." His deep voice demands. "Say it."
"I love you, Killian Roman. I've always loved you." A soft and gentle voice replied, so loving and gentle even the pain and bitterness in it sounded and tasted sweet like a fresh honey.
"I know." Came his usual cold, proud and haughty reply. It cut her deeply, evoking fresh new blood from the old wound. And yet, Lily still love him deeply.
But something was different tonight. He didn't mock her neither shove her away like some dirt after having his fill of amusement.
No. Killian Roman behaved strangely different tonight.
He did not laugh at Lily cruelly. He did not mock her. He did not insult her, saying how she should know her place and behave.
His deep eyes narrowed like a predator watching a willing prey, the corners of his lips curled up.
Amusement flashing in his eyes, Killian Roman brought his lips closer to Lily's fair neck and kissed it gently like an infatuated lover.
"Y-you – " shocked and surprised, Lily stammered in confusion and disbelief.
Her large and beautiful eyes widened, she turned her head to look at Killian Roman.
Chuckling deeply at her reaction, Killian Roman turned her around and wrapped the petite Lily in his arms while continuing his wicked seduction.
"Do you want to be my woman?"