Arianna’s pov
The wedding is over. The only thing I could think about was what was next. Julian has been insisting so much on observing the wedding night. I was so paranoid that I couldn't hold back anymore, I had to convince him somehow that it doesn’t matter.
“We are staying with the kids tonight right?, I don't think it's logical to leave them by themselves,” I said on our way to the hotel.
“Arianna, what are you scared of? I'm not going to eat you up,” he responded, staring at me.
“What do you mean? I'm not scared, I was just saying.” I replied, avoiding his eyes.
“Arianna, we can't let the kids sleep in a hotel room alone, they are too young for that, and stop acting timid all of a sudden. I will listen when you speak, and I will respect your yes and no. So stop acting as i
