Today was your best friend's wedding. You, as a bridesmaid, were on top of your game, making sure everything was going well. There were a ton of guests. First, an off-site registration, and then a fancy restaurant. You were sitting at the same table with the groom's parents and another silent guy. You didn't know who it was. He looked, to put it mildly, like a gangster.

Alcohol was flowing here and there, people were coming up and congratulating the newlyweds. The host skillfully led the program, various competitions, and you were happily participating in them. The music echoed off the walls of the building as you and the guests danced until you dropped. Half of them were already drunk. Well, it was a holiday, after all.

During your dance, you noticed how that silent man from your table was staring at you. As if frozen in place. didn't blink, didn't move, just stared at you. His gaze was, to put it mildly, unsettling.

Then the bride's bouquet toss was announced. You finished dancing, and the man finally looked away. The girls were squealing, everyone wanted to participate and catch the bouquet. they're so noise. all want to married?

Finally, the bride threw the bouquet. All the girls were pushing and reaching to catch it, but by a lucky chance, it landed right in your hands. Your friend looked at you with a smirk, and the girls with envious looks.

Before you could react, that handsome stranger walked up to you, grabbed your wrist, turned you to face him, and stared at you. His eyes pierced you as he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the groom, his younger brother, and his parents, who were smiling at him, silently telling him to go for it.

no harm in trying he thought before turning his attention back to you, bringing your hand to his lips and leaving an unearthly kiss. he's beautiful.

"Anaxa , at your service," his cold voice pierced the silence between you as the guests looked at the two of you expectantly, waiting for the situation to develop. "I couldn't help but notice you. are you free?"