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ELISA DAVIS

Being engaged to someone like Nikolai Smith is the dream of every girl. Don't think it isn't mine because it is the dream I always had even before going to sleep every night, and it came true cause I'm getting married to him today to become Elisa Nikolai Smith. Nikolai is the perfect guy a lady could ask for.A guy who would make you drop your undies with just a smile from him.

I've been in love with him since seventh grade when I bumped into him one time when I was going to class. I wanted to start a conversation but unfortunately he shot he a cold glare and walked away.We were in the same classes but he never noticed me ,I mean why would the most popular guy notice the most ugly girl in school. That's what everyone called me just because I didn't come from a rich home,just because I was the only student under scholarship.Just because of all those but I never made any of those stuff affect me because I was only there to study even though I felt lonely sometimes.

I never had a friend in that school, even in high school and college no one was willing to be my friend just because I am poor but I never minded anyway I was used to it now.

You might all be wondering why a poor girl like me is getting married to the billionaire Nikolai Smith.Well let's say a very big "THANK YOU" to my father….well he was never a father to me so I don't even know why I'm calling him a father.He borrowed some money from Alexander Smith who happens to be Nikolai's dad and since he couldn't pay he sold me to Alexander Smith who thought it was a brilliant idea that I get married to his playboy son Nikolai Smith who had been creating a scandal in the whole city.

To Nikolai, I'm just a gold digging slum girl who is after his money.I know you might be thinking because of his insults I should just stop loving him but you can't stop what the heart wants, sometimes, I just want to hate him but I can't.

Right now I was getting ready for my wedding ceremony which will start in thirty minutes. I was dressed in a simple wedding gown with long fishnet sleeves.You won't believe the price of the gown if I told you well it cost seven dollars.You might be thinking I made a mistake by not adding the zeros but no I'm not kidding it cost seven dollars.1,2,3,4,5,6,7 seven dollars and my heels only cost a dollar.Well Nikolai said I don't really deserve anything expensive or costly from him so ten dollars equals all the stuff I'm wearing today at my wedding the wedding I'd been dreaming about ever since eight grade. I don't know how he managed to get all these stuff at this cheap price but hey, don't underestimate these rich people.

The wedding was happening downstairs so there was no need for any fancy limo or car that we couldn't afford.You might also be wondering where my mother is , since all I have been talking about is my dad and Nikolai.We'll, I don't really know…she run off with some rich guy when I was just six. My parents never cared about me while my mom ran off ,my dad was out all night doing God knows what so I was always alone so I've never experienced what you call parents love but it doesn't really matter because all this is going to be behind me.

Growing up, I always felt lonely and jealous when I heard my mates talking about the cool things their parents do for them. Especially when they come to school flaunting expensive gifts from their parents.

My father was waiting to walk me down the aisle. I walked out of the room and he was leaning against the wall with an annoyed look on his face. Wow, this is a nice way to look after selling off your only daughter.

"There you are I was beginning to think you ran away"he said sighing in relief. Why won't he be relieved? He would be getting ten million dollars after I'm married so you know. Life is all about money and nothing else, according to my dear father's theory.

While we were walking down the stairs he kept lecturing me about being a good wife and shit about money.What a great father!

The wedding music started when we were at the door and after a few seconds it opened. But my father kept on talking about how to seduce my husband at night so I could get more money for him or how I could get pregnant with someone else then tell Nikolai it's his child so he could give me more money.Is that all he thinks about?Money? Again, this is my father we're talking about.

Nikolai stood at the alter wearing a white suit with his hair perfectly styled with gel and his face clean shaved.Imagine the hottest guy you've ever met...now multiply his hotness a billion times and that would give you Nikolai Smith my future husband.He had his usual cold,arrogant face on glaring at me. My heart flipped a bit but I quickly took in a deep breath to calm myself.

He took my hand in his when we got to him and he squeezed it tightly not leaving my hand even when the ceremony started. All this while, his cold eyes never leaving me.

"We have gathered here today to join these two loved ones in holy matrimony"the priest started and my hand was still being squeezed as the priest spoke,which made a few tears prickle out of my eyes.

"Do you Nikolai Smith take Elisa Davis to be your lawfully wedded wife?"the priest asked Nikolai. He rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to speak.

"I do"he said through gritted teeth while squeezing my hand more if that could even be said.

"And do you Elisa Davis take Nikolai Smith to be your lawfully wedded husband?"the priest now asked me and I couldn't even speak because I know if I did I would end up crying. I opened my mouth to speak but Nikolai squeezed my hand real tight.

"I..I do"I said, scared I would burst into tears soon.

"The rings"the priest said again and he made us say the vows for the ring.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife,You may kiss the bride"the priest said and Nikolai lifted the vail. I flashed a shy smile as he leaned closer…. what the hell is wrong me? Why did I just smile at someone who is giving me a deadly glare. But instead of a warm,loving kiss, Nikolai bit my lip really hard that I could taste blood.The congregation started clapping and cheering. Only if they knew what was going on. We walked down the aisle with Nikolai still squeezing my hand.

There was no after wedding party because Nikolai didn't want to spend his money on some cheap slum girl who happens to be me.

We walked to his car and he entered and closed the door.I opened the door again and sat inside. His driver, who was already sitting behind the steering wheel drove towards his house well more like mansion since he's a billionaire. I looked outside the window not wanting to look at Nikolai's face.I cried silently as I thought about how my life was going to be whiles looking looking at all the huge mansions which came into view. The driver stopped in front of the hugest mansion and he took an iPad and input the password I think and the door opened to reveal the second Heaven.

The Mansion was a four story mansion which had a huge fountain in the middle with two gardens. One on the left and the other on the right.The one on the right was a flower garden and the one on the left was….well I couldn't see it well because the driver passed. The driver drove in and parked. Without waiting for a second, Nikolai got out and I took that as the opportunity to also get out.

He walked to me and grabbed my arm tightly, ignoring my pleas to release me. We walked into his house and he walked towards a brown oak wood door which he opened revealing the basement.

"That will be your room since that looks like where you come from,well have a good night"he said pushing me in harshly and closing the door behind him loudly.

The room had a dirty mattress on the floor and a small old wardrobe with a broken mirror in the corner and an old dresser beside the mattress and my suit cases by the wardrobe.

I'm regretting ever dreaming about getting married to Nikolai Smith.