Alexander stared at Hilda sternly. His look was scary and intimidating; it sent shivers down her spine. If looks could kill, she would be dead by now. Her father looked at her irritably from where he sat. His look said: 'say yes or else…". Left with no choice, Hilda succumbed and nervously said;
"I do".
"You may kiss the bride…"
Hilda watched as Alexander unmasked her, by removing her veil. He cupped her chin and kissed her almost immediately. It was a rough and demanding kiss. Hilda couldn't wait to get out of his tight grip, because as he kissed her roughly, he held her firmly.
He let go of his grip. The people at the venue of the wedding were cheering and screaming. The media had already broadcasted the wedding live, and it was all over the Internet.
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