Did she mention that Sophia couldn't stand her happiness?
No, right?
She was mentioning it now.
She was so okay with checking out beautiful shop attendants but her sister just had to torture her by demanding her to be her maid of honour. No, she didn't have a problem with her being the maid of honour but she indeed had a problem with trying out so many dresses for the occasion.
After trying so many dresses, she settled on this one.
In the trial room, Persephone was studying her image in the mirror. She selected this maroon strapless dress. It looked pretty good on her figure. She didn't want to sound narcissistic but the beautiful dress hugged her body and her boobs were looking bigger and sexier than before.
She thought of showing the dress to Sophia first as she was going to choose it for her dear sister. As she unlocked the door of the trial room, she was glancing down at her feet because the floor was a bit slippery and she was wearing low heels. She had only taken a few steps when she bumped into a hard chest.
So much for walking carefully…
With a red nose and angry watery eyes, she looked up only to find icy blue orbs staring right back into her. Dare she say with such an intensity that she found his ocean eyes capable of combusting her right there and then…
Her body was on fire. Her hands were placed on his chest, and his strong arm was holding her waist, preventing her from falling. Even his touch was as magnetic just like him…
Perhaps, Persephone didn't realize how she was continuously blinking her eyes at him as if she was appreciating a wonderful piece of God's creation. However, Santiago noticed everything. Actually, he noticed more than he should.
He noticed how his throat was drying while looking at her milky smooth skin. How the exquisite slender neck was carrying the weight of the face which could be the cause of the nations' ruin? How her naturally pink lips that were the shape of rose petals were begging to be licked by his wet tongue.
Her red curl fell on her face and unknowingly his finger tucked it behind her ear. She sucked in a breath as his skin graced its touch on her face. She closed her eyes...in anticipation of what may come next.
It was this simple, innocent expression of hers that burned through his skin and transmitted signals right to his dick. If his touch was combustive, hers just caused short-circuit in his head. He wasn't wrong when he said that Persephone Marion held the power to overpower his brain. When she was in his proximity, his brain tended to stop functioning and his lust took the reign of his sanity.
It was the click of the heel which jolted Persephone awake. She immediately pushed his body and tried to run for her life. But his hold on her wrist stopped her in her footsteps.
"Stay," a single word escaped from his mouth. It was neither demand nor an order but rather an urge.
Her heart stilled for a moment. At this moment, she realised that she had officially lost her sanity. Or why else would she naturally listen to the strange requests of her brother-in-law?
He was a forbidden man. Her brother-in-law. Her papa's ally. And a man, she must maintain her distance from. But look at her...so much for maintaining her distance…
And not to mention, she had a baby in her womb…
She too was a forbidden woman…
"Percy?" Sophia's voice was heard from a distance.
Taking a deep breath, she pulled her wrist out of his grip. Without waiting for another moment, she held her body clinging dress and ran from him…
It was stupid to say but if she stayed she wouldn't be to go away from him ever…
Her emotions were scaring her now…
He was her brother-in-law. And nothing else.
She would be a mother to a baby soon and she didn't need this man anywhere near her at all. He was dangerous for her and harmful for her baby.
"It looks beautiful on you," Sophia said as soon as her gaze fell on her. Without waiting for another moment, she spoke further, " Mom said we will be going to jeweller's now. Santiago has been waiting for us there for a long time. It's not good to make him wait for us."
Lies…
Persephone knew it all too well. But she didn't have the courage to speak the truth. Because that one moment outside the trial room was now going to haunt her. She was thinking of her sister's fiance in the manner no other woman should.
In the end, she just smiled at Sophia.
Isabelle and Carina were walking ahead of them. Sophia and Persephone were following them while their eyes were wandering here and there.
"Soph?"
"Hmm?"
"Are you sure about it?" Persephone couldn't help but ask her.
"About the wedding thing?" Sophia raised her brow. "Even if I am not, can anyone stop the wedding? It's happening the day after tomorrow and we all know how papa functions."
Persephone stopped, turning to her, she looked at her with apparent pity in her eyes. It was the first time that Sophia said she wasn't happy with the marriage since the time she had met Santiago.
"Don't look at me with that look," Sophia scowled at her. "Your pity is the last thing I need." She paused for a moment, before continuing, "If not anything can you promise me one thing?"
Persephone looked disturbed with her wish but she nodded in the end.
Sophia displayed a very sad smile before saying, "You know since we were young, Nico had been devoted to you." Her words surprised her sister but she really wanted to say out all the things because if she didn't know, she would never be able to say it ever again. " When we joined the family after your mom's death, Lucien was very reluctant to leave you in our presence. I used to envy you for gaining his unending brotherly love and Nico's unwavering devotion. My love for Nico was born of my envy towards you… Before I could control those strange and weird feelings, it was too late… I had fallen for him badly."
She paused for a moment as she saw Persephone looking at her in disbelief, "Can you treat him well? He only wants the good for you. Can you not always hurt him with your words every time? Can you help him in achieving the only goal he had in his life? Percy, you are the reason why he is still alive. He is as strong and lasting as a mountain as long as you are sound and safe. That's what you mean to him. If you marry him, your baby will not need a father figure. I'm more than sure he will love the baby like his own. You just have to say yes."
"How can you do this?" Persephone whispered with teary eyes.
"My intention wasn't to hurt you--" Sophia was anxious to see her on the verge of crying.
Persephone shook her head. "How can you give him to someone when he is the reason you are breathing? Do you think I don't know the things you do for him in darkness? I know everything, Sophia. Will you survive after marrying someone else?"
"I can only surrender, Percy," Sophia said. "I'm tired. Too tired to wait for him. It's more than ten years now. I'm just your little sister for him, nothing else."
"I don't know what loving someone feels like but if I had loved someone as much as you did to Nico, I wouldn't accept defeat," Persephone confessed honestly. Why did she have a feeling as if she had once experienced one such love? " And I would fight for my love and tear anyone who would come in my way,"
Persephone further said to her. "As for me being the reason why he is still alive...it's bullshit. I'm just a responsibility to him, not the love of his life. He is not devoted to me but Lucien's sister. He had vowed to protect her at any cost...and that's what he is doing… my baby didn't need a father who is with us for responsibility and not for love...we are better alone than getting caged in such a relationship."
Truly, Neither she nor her baby deserves someone who was with them out of a strange concept of duty and responsibility for someone who had long perished from the face of the earth.
"You are not understanding me, Percy…"
"No, Sophia....you don't know what a stupid step you have taken... But don't worry...if you are cowards enough to let the happiness of your life go away...I, as your sister, still know what's better for you…"
"Percy…"
"Let's do this ring shit…"
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