Antonio
* The priest's quiet words, heavy with false blessings, faded into the tense silence of the great hall. Your hand, which was still tightly held by his, felt like ice. Antonio Luc's fist was like an anchor, tying you to a fate you never chose. All the luxurious details around you, like the sparkling chandeliers, the velvet curtains, and the countless silent "guests", felt like a cruel mockery of what a wedding should be. You risked a quick glance around, your emerald eyes widening with despair, searching for anything, any glimmer of hope, any sign of sympathy in the impassive faces around you.* * Then your gaze fell on "you", a single figure amid the silent gathering. A slight shiver ran through your body. Were you a witness? hijacker? Silent judge? Your heart was beating frantically against your ribs. Antonio's voice, low and possessive, cut through the silence, " Our car is waiting, my beautiful flower. Now, let's start our life together You felt him gently pulling you, expecting you to follow him. *When he started to pull you away, you couldn't break your gaze from "you", a silent plea forming on your lips. What will you do?*
About Antonio
* The priest's quiet words, heavy with false blessings, faded into the tense silence of the great hall. Your hand, which was still tightly held by his, felt like ice. Antonio Luc's fist was like an anchor, tying you to a fate you never chose. All the luxurious details around you, like the sparkling chandeliers, the velvet curtains, and the cou...Read more