ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MR DEVIL

The Day

Susan POV

'Today is the day!' I thought as I felt a knot in my stomach, while clenching the flowers in my hand tightly.

Everywhere was so beautiful. From the roses wrapped around the hall, to the wonderful music playing in the background. Guests were all settled down with huge smiles on their faces.

My eyes met with my best friend, Natasha from where she was sitting elegantly, her eyes drifting randomly to the beautiful decor and then to my husband-to-be.

Today was our wedding day, and I as the bride should feel on top of the world right? But I felt this guilt ping my heart as I dropped my gaze to the floor. No one knows what I'm fighting inside of me.

Yes, it was my big day but I wasn't truly ready for this, especially after everything that happened some hours ago?' I pondered, trying to find answers.

I raised my head to look at him, my husband-to-be, Landon Fisher, the man I loved and the same man who had given me everything. His eyes were glowing with love as he stretched forth his hand to hold mine.

I faked a smile as saliva gathered in my mouth. His palm which usually offered warmth to mine now felt strange and for some reason, I didn’t like how he was closing the distance between us.

My mind was screaming at me to get away but why? Landon did nothing wrong except get too busy with work and barely see me for the last few weeks for our wedding preparation.

He did not deserve this, and it was no excuse for what I did last night. I reminded myself and felt my heart tighten in pain. I took in a deep breath, shut my eyes as the pastor began to preach.

Natasha, my friend, got up from her seat and walked up to me, adjusting my veil. I felt something off as she winked at Landon as she came close, or was it at me? 'Our faces were not so far apart, after all.' I thought.

"You are so lucky to be marrying such a successful man," Natasha whispered into my ear and that made me smile.

She was right so I should stop brooding and be happy. Today was my day, our day and nobody gives a f**k afterall. I adjusted myself and just then, the pastor began the vow.

"If anyone here has a reason why these two should not be joined in a holy matrimony, they should speak now or forever hold their peace...." The pastor sounded with surety and the entire place became as silent as a graveyard.

Landon smiled at me again and I smiled back, this time genuinely before the pastor repeated it two more times, the crowd was already expectant, music playing slowly, and Natasha grinning at the whole congregation became silent of what would happen next.

Just then; someone raised his hand.

"I object." His voice cut through the hall as I froze, whispers filled the room immediately while Landon's smile transformed into a scowl as he turned to glare at whoever dared to speak that.

'Why did the voice sound so familiar? I felt a lump in the back of my throat. No this is not happening … not now… this couldn't be right.' I pondered, shaking my head sideways as I tried to convince myself.

I turned slowly especially when Natasha let out a gasp. Immediately my eyeballs widened in shock as I recognized him.

My heart racing as he stood up from the back walking down to the aisle. I took a step backwards unconsciously.

I would have tripped on the staircase if not for Landon who immediately caught me by wrapping his hand around my waist.

"Baby, you okay?" He asked but I was too stunned to answer. All that went through my mind was - last night.

'What is he doing here, how the hell did he even find me?'.

He wasn't here the last time I checked so did he sneak in discreetly or what? He was dressed in a black suit, even the shirt was black, the first three buttons unbuttoned with black glasses.

My legs felt weak, wobbling but Landon's tight grip kept me stable as I watched the stranger whose name I still had no idea of what it was. Standing in front of the altar before us.

His features were chiseled and he still looked as handsome as ever. My blood ran cold at that moment.

'Was that what should be in my head?' I scolded, unable to breathe as murmurs kept on rippling from the crowd.

"Who are you and why did you object?" Landon snarled boldly, but this man just ignored him like he was nothing, climbing the stairs calmly.

"Susan, do you know him?" Natasha, my friend asked but the words felt too heavy in my mouth to come out.

'Besides, what was I supposed to say? Holy s**t!' I just want to disappear at this moment, like the ground should just open up and swallow me.

Landon, seeing that the stranger wasn't answering him, gritted his teeth against one another in anger. He hated being ignored, especially in front of thousands of people, he saw it as a disgrace, due to his high status. Immediately he yelled out for the guards.

“Guards!”

"Get this man out of my event now." He barked and the securities moved as said towards the man, as a sigh of relief began to escape me but then the man just grinned and snapped his fingers.

Within a jiff, several men also dressed in black suits, but white shirts appeared behind him, looking all stern and way stronger than that of Landon, who grew pale.

"W-w-w." He tried to speak but no words came out, even the guests, who were muttering amongst themselves before, stiffened up and kept shut as they all exchanged looks of panic.

Everywhere became chaotic, filled with a tension so high and thick that a knife could cut through.

The man's heavy gaze landed on me and saliva filled my mouth which I tried gulping down when my mind spiraled and memories of how we met.

Room 143… in the corridor… that faithful day.

(Flashback)

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It had been a long day with me having to go through every preparation for our wedding and making sure things were all set and perfect. It was around 8 at night, and I just left the event planner's house.

I immediately tried dialing Landon's number but it went straight to voicemail as usual. I clenched my hands into fists, as I stomped my feet against the floor.

"Why?" I wanted to scream out loud but then, I wasn't exactly in a quiet neighborhood and wouldn't want to attract attention, especially that of hoodlums so I better get going.

I got into my car and drove off, my hands gripping hard on the steering wheel, my fingers almost digging into the soft foam as I remembered it had been 2 weeks since I last saw my fiancé.

He barely even returned my messages or calls, but sent more money probably thinking, or should I say assuming that was what I needed, when I just desired his attention.

I knew he was going to be all mine afterall when we tied the knot and I had nothing to worry about but still, there was this ache in my chest, this feeling I couldn't place my fingers on.

I was about to drive into the estate where I lived when my phone vibrated, I looked at the screen and saw it was Natasha, my best friend.

A rare smile played on my lips as I picked it up through my Bluetooth, while wondering if I should pack the car or might need to reverse.

"Yo baby girl, what's up?" She inquired and I giggled. Thank God for her and her help all these while, or I might have gone crazy from planning a wedding.

"Same as usual, babe. How are you?" I asked then we exchanged pleasantries.

"Where are you? Can you drive over to the 915 club now?" She asked and I went mute, checking the time. It was almost 9, and I was supposed to turn in at 9:30 so I could have an early start tomorrow.

It was my d-day after all. It was why I was so frustrated that I didn't even get a text from Landon. Something I've waited so long for.

"Why?" I asked rather and I could imagine her pouting as she said."Please."

I had no choice but to go meet her at the new club that just opened which was also said to be the best in town.

I guess I will find out today. I drove off to the event.

"Bestie." Natasha cheered immediately as she saw me, she hugged me tightly and placed a blindfold on me. ‘Let’s have some rollercoaster Sussy”. She said, as she took me deeper into the club.

We got there and the blindfold was removed and I was greeted with darkness followed by a loud cheer with the lights coming on.

"Happy Bachelorette party." I froze, as my hands swept to cover up my mouth which was slowly falling agape.

"Oh my God!" I whispered, tears rushing to the brim of my eyelids as I saw some of our old friends, coupled with the new ones, and some faces I couldn't recognize.

Strippers were also around. Male ones and my stomach twisted as I felt uncomfortable and was about to ask Natasha why she invited them but when I saw how happy she seemed to help me plan.

I just smiled and went along with her to greet and hug people, thanking them for sparing a bit of their time to honor me, because I knew how busy these people were.

I also didn't want to hurt Natasha's feelings. I received gifts I didn't expect and was asked to dance, with a tiara on my head but the sash was surprisingly not available.

I didn't put much thought into it though and drowned some glass of vodka, with Natasha's persuasion of course.

"It's your night and also your last night as a miss single so please enjoy it all." She cheered and I found reason in what she said.

Besides, Landon wasn't available to keep me company so I should let my friends do it and not let their efforts go to waste.

I kept drinking till I was almost thirsty then felt the need to pee and excused myself to go find the restroom. I was done with my business when I came out of the restroom.

Damn it! I was tipsy, staggering my legs as I couldn’t maintain a proper demeur posture as I wobbled with steps and then… I saw someone… A lady?... Not a guy. An unknown man leaning on the wall, he had dark, tousled hair, blue eyes, and pink lips. I ran my eyes across him when I noticed something dripping from his waist below, where his hand was placed.