Reception And...Honeymoon?!

Sebastian's POV:

(Seb's POV is from 'before the wedding started'.)

I was getting impatient, where is she? She was supposed to arrive here two minutes ago...ok, ok, I know I am really punctual about time but who gets late on her wedding day?

The music started playing and all the attention turned towards the bride, my wife to be, Cicilia, who walked hand in hand with my dad gracefully.

Just looking at her, I was spellbound, I was speechless. She looked so innocent, like an angel walking on earth, an angel who was going to be mine forever.

I could feel the tears that started to form in the corner of my eyes but I can't cry, there was paparazzi here so, I quickly blinked them away.

As she reached me, I took her hand and kissed her knuckles softly before making her stand in front of me.

The priest started with his nuisance and I never paid him any attention as I was busy admiring the girl standing in front of me and I loved the effect I had on her, I was able to make her blush.

I made her suffer and I am ready to make it up to her for the rest of my life even though she said that she has forgiven me yet I want to provide her all the happiness and love in the world.

Did I say...love?!

Do I love h--

My thoughts were interrupted by that stupid priest who now turned towards Cicilia and asked her, "Do you Cicilia, take Sebastian Arnold to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

Her eyes met mine as she said, "I do."

He now turned towards me before asking me the same thing.

"Do you, Sebastian Arnold take Cicilia, to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

Without any hesitation, I said, "I do."

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

I wasted no time in closing the gap between us and cupping her chin and kissing her softly as the crowd clapped and cheered for us.

"Officially mine", I whispered gently.

"I am all yours", her reply made me happy.

I kissed her forehead before I intertwined our hand and we walked down the path together as the crowd on both the side of us clapped cheerfully.

We had our photoshoot session so we followed the photographers to a huge tree that was decorated beautifully (all my choice) and a bench was under it.

I sat on the bench with Cicilia sitting on my lap as we posed for the pictures.

We even took a photo with Angela in our arms and that was the best photo.

The photoshoot literally went for an hour and I was tired of smiling(I am serious).

The reception was on the same day, in a hall adjacent to the garden.

The guest were already seated there and Cicilia and I made our entry together, hand in hand.

Half an hour later, I was already tired of congratulating all the guests. Why can't they all say, "Congratulations to you both", on a mike, then we would have to say thank you just once but no, everyone had to come separately and congratulate us.

The music started playing and the couples made their way over to the dance floor.

My dad came to us and said, "Can I steal the bride for a moment?"

I nodded and smiling Cicilia placed her hand in his before my dad guided her towards the floor.

I made my way to the bar and sitting on the stool, I ordered a drink while I watched her dance with my dad.

I was too busy looking at her that I didn't notice Amanda's presence beside me.

"Stop looking at her as if you are in love", she said.

Not removing my eyes from Cicilia, I said, "Isn't that what people are supposed to think?"

I gave Amanda a glance to see that she was giving me a suspicious look.

"Is it a sin to fall in love with your wife?", I questioned her making her jaw drop.

"You...love her?"

"More than anything else." I have fallen in love with her, actually, I was in love with her for a long time but I realised it a few hours ago. And now she was my wife, what else did I want?

"Then listen to me Sebastian, if you break her heart then I will definitely break that pretty face of yours."

"The last time I checked, you were my sister, right?"

"Unfortunately I am your sister. I always wanted a little sister but then you had to born so, I had no other option than to accept you as my brother but now, she is my sister, I have accepted her as my sister and to be honest, I love her more than you so better be careful."

I chuckled darkly before saying, "Why in the world would I hurt her Amanda? I love her and I am even ready to sacrifice my life for her."

I was busy talking with Amanda that I didn't notice that Cicilia was no longer dancing with dad but with that asshole, James! And she was actually laughing with him!

If she would have not insisted on inviting him then I would have never.

That bastard took her out for a date and now he is dancing with her and I won't stand here and watch that happen.

I quickly walked towards them and as Cicilia's back was towards me, she was not able to see me but as soon as James saw me, his expression changed cause I was giving him a deadly glare.

Cicilia seemed to notice his change in expression as she turned around and bumped into me.

Holding her by her wrists and while I still continued to send daggers towards James, I said, "You owe me a dance, Cicilia."

James got my signal as he quickly turned around and left.

"What's wrong with you?", Cicilia asked folding her arms.

"My wife was paying more attention to that asshole rather than on her husband."

She rolled her eyes exasperatedly.

"Now", I extended my hand for her which she willingly accepted and I wrapped my other arm around her waist protectively.

We started swaying along with the music slowly but her head was lowered.

"Now the floor is getting the attention rather than me again."

She lifted her head and our eyes met as she said, "You are really demanding Seb."

"Thank you, darling."

"So Mrs Arnold", I said again, "are you enjoying the evening?"

"It's beautiful, thank you Seb. Everything is just perfect."

"Everything had to be perfect, it was Sebastian Arnold's wedding."

"You know, I hate arrogant people."

"You will get used to it, darling, don't worry. And stop making such a weird face or else people will think that there is some trouble in paradise."

I twirled her around before grabbing her by her waist again and rested my forehead against her as we swayed.

We danced for a few more minutes before the song ended and we parted and moved away from the dance floor.

We later cut the cake, had our dinner together before the reception had finally ended.

A car was waiting for us outside and I opened the backseat door for her and as she slipped in, I sat beside her before the driver started the engine and drove off.

Angela was with my parents because they insisted that we should spend some time alone with each other even though I told them a thousand times that Angela was not a problem.

Reaching my house, I helped Cicilia get out of the car as she stood there admiring my house.

"You like it?", I asked her.

"Of course Seb, it's stunning."

"I bought it recently, a month back. Come on, you will love it from the inside too."

I wrapped my arm around her shoulder before guiding her inside. And as we both were too tired so I delayed the tour of the house till tomorrow.

I took her upstairs and showed her, her bedroom.

And later I showed her my bedroom too which was beside her.

"Do I have a separate room?", She questioned.

"Yes darling, so that you are comfortable here."

I didn't want to force her to share the bedroom with me so I gave her a separate room.

After saying each other goodnight, we parted our ways.

And as I was extremely tired, I fell into a deep sleep.

In the morning, I heard some commotion outside as I was taking a shower. So, quickly wearing my clothes I went outside to see my servants running around my room, packing my clothes.

Ignoring them I went to Cicilia's room to see the same thing happening there while she was not there.

I rushed downstairs to see my parents along with Cicilia sitting on the dining table.

"What is happening here?", I questioned them and all the eyes turned towards me.

"Oh, so you are awake", mom said, "we are sending you both on a honeymoon."

Honeymoon!?