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1_Wedding

"Do you, Zavien Anderson hereby take she Zendaya Augustus to be your lawfully wedded wife?" The priest asked as the bride and groom stared intently at each other. One eyes filled with curiosity and the other, hatred.

"I do"

"Do you, Zendaya Augustus take him Jason Anderson to be your lawfully wedding husband?"

"I do".

"Does anyone have any reason why these two shouldn't get married, let them speak now or forever hold their peace" no one raised their hand or maybe, no one dared raise their hand. "I repeat, does anyone have any reason why these two shouldn't get married, let them speak now or forever hold their peace" the church was as silent as a grave yard. "Since no one has anything to say, in the name of the trinity, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride* the priest concluded but the groom's response shocked everyone.

"Never mind" he faced the exit leaving directly without even looking at the bride. She stood there looking like a fool until her father signalled for her to follow him. She couldn't move quickly because of her dress but caught up with him anyways. "Get in the car" he said to her in a cold voice which made shivers run down her spine but she got into the car anyways. He closed the door before going around the car getting in directly before driving away. Their journey home was a long one and she couldn't help but ask where they were going.

"Where are we headed?"

"You'll know when we get there" was his only reply. He didn't even glance at her .

Thirty minutes later, the car came to a halt in front of what couldn't be described as a house but a mansion. Zendaya was amazed by the sight in front of her. This place looked like a palace and the sight of it made her hang her mouth open that she didn't even hear the car door opening.

"Get down" she heard a cold voice and shivered

"Hmm?"

"I said get down. Are you deaf?" He yelled making her feel embarrassed. She gathered the extras of her dress before getting down.

"Wow!! Do you live here alone?"

"Used to. Until you came along" he said while walking towards the building leaving her to catch up with him.

The interior of the house was even more exquisite than the exterior. Everything was made of gold and silver making them look delicate enough that Zendaya was afraid to step into the house.

"If you're gonna live outside, I'll appreciate it"

"Hmm?"

"I said get in" he answered her in a cold voice but she ignored him, stepping in immediately. The moment she stepped on the tile, she could no longer hide her admiration. The tiles were crystal clear making them look like a mirror, the chandelier hung perfectly down the center of the living room.

The center table was made of glass with gold edges and even the sofas were white and gold.

"You live here?"

"We live here. Now enough of the questions and listen to me. In this "marriage", you do not have a say. I make the decisions and you have the right to obey without any arguments. You do not leave the house without my permission, you listen to me and me alone, dinner's by 6:30 and breakfast by 7 am, you have a curfew of 7 pm, anything later than that, you will face the consequences. I do not want to see any of your so called "friends" in my house. For every rule broken, you'll face a penalty. Am I clear?" She nodded and he immediately turned to leave but stopped in his tracks. "One last thing, submit your resignation letter to whatever company you work with."

"But, that's my source of income"

"And I clearly remember saying that you do not have a say in this marriage. Whatever I say is final. I say submit your resignation letter, you submit your resignation letter. Now follow me, I'll show you to our room."

"Our?" Her eyes widened in shock

"Yes, our. We're married so we're sharing a room whether you like it or not. Now follow me" he left directly leaving her to catch up with him.

After going up five rows of stairs, Zendaya could no longer feel her legs because she was on heels. She grabbed unto the door for support but she could feel a cold gaze on her. He opened the door and led her in. Inside, there was a king sized bed, a dressing table and many other things which were also made of gold and silver. She was stunned. Was this entire house made of gold and silver? She really wanted to ask but his expressionlessly cold face shut her up.

"There's a bathroom over there" he pointed in a direction" the door on the right is your closet and the dressing table is yours and you can sleep on the left side of the bed. I don't know if you like the bedside drawer design so you can tell me if you don't like it and I ask someone to install another one. Is there anything else you need that might not be here?" By the time he finished, her brain was bustling with information but she still managed to talk.

"I'll need my clothes but they aren't here" the wedding was an emergency one so she didn't have time to pack.

"About that, I already had someone send them down from the Augustus villa. They're in the closet."

"Okay. Thank you." He didn't respond but only took off his tie.

"I'll grab a shower first" he informed before walking into the bathroom with a towel.

Zendaya watched his tall figure walk away. She waited for him to enter the bathroom before crashing on the bed sighing. She slowly took off her heels sighing in relief. Her feet were red and a bit swollen so she massaged them. While she was doing this, a tall figure walked out of the bathroom but she didn't notice him looking at her until he spoke up.

"Why don't you grab a shower to reduce the swelling?" She jerked looking at him in surprise.

"How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough for me to know your feet hurts." They stared at each other for a while "grab a shower. You might feel better." He walked into his closet.

"Weird" she stared at where he had been standing for a while before standing up and walking into the bathroom with a towel.

Inside the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror. She looked a little messed up but beautiful. Her blonde hair was packed up into a neat bun and her makeup was light but she was unhappy. She didn't even know about this marriage yet here she was. She really wanted to bury her head in a pillow and cry but if this was her fate, why not? She took off her wedding dress before walking towards the shower. Twenty minutes later, she walked out in a pajamas which was a pair of red shorts and an harmless red top with a red slipper to go with and her hair was left flowing down her waist. Zavien looked up at her and his body gave an immediate response. He looked her head to toe before walking towards her, grabbing her by her hands and pinning her down on their bed.

"What are you doing?" She was startled and tried to struggle but his strength overshadowed hers. He leaned in before whispering in her ear sending a tingling sensation down her spine.

"Claiming my right as your husband" he took off his t-shirt while she struggled to push him away. "Be calm girl" he warned her but she kept on struggling.

"Please don't do this. I'm not ready for this" she pleaded but her pleas fell on deaf ears.

"Do you think I care if you're ready or not? I make the decisions in this marriage and I determine when you're ready" he replied with a cold voice. She kept struggling but minutes later, he forced his way into her and she let out a soft but sharp scream. Her forehead broke out in sweat and all she felt was pain as tears filled her eyes. She stopped struggling and let him have his way.