The wedding day.

Finally, two weeks passed, Izabelle already got to know Raymond's two cousins.

And the day has come, the day everyone has been anticipating Izabelle and Raymond's wedding day.

The sun shone brightly upon the sparkling blue water as the elegant yacht glided through the ocean waves.

Everything was set already, except the groom and bride who were yet to arrive.

After a makeup section of two hours, Izabelle finally put on her long wedding dress, decorated with a set of the most expensive diamond petals in the country. She then paired it with her whitish golden shoe, worth 18000 dollars.

Every jewellery that adorned her from head to toe cost no less than ten thousand dollars.

Charlotte and Harry couldn't help but clap their hands together loudly because of the beautiful creature standing before them.

Every feature of her looked so beautiful that not even the flies could resist its enchantment.

Her hair was perfectly styled and adorned with precious accessories, which enhanced her overall appearance.

Her eyes were bright and full of happiness, shining like jewels. Her smile was absolutely radiant, lighting up the space around her.

Even Izabelle couldn't help but admire herself in the mirror.

Charlotte and Harry moved close to her and prayed for her before hugging her tightly as if that would be the last time they would be meeting, both of them were so happy for Izabelle, before going out to get all the things they needed to take to the wedding venue ready.

After they all stepped out, Izabelle continued to admire herself in the mirror before her.

"Even Raymond can't resist my beauty right now," she thought loudly before smiling, showcasing her thirty-two set of white teeth.

Just then, her phone rang. It was her husband to be, Raymond Walker.

She gulped down nervously, inhaled, and exhaled before picking her husband's call.

"Where are you?"

"Ahh... I am at home, but I will be on my way very soon."

There was silence for a while before Raymond spoke again.

"Remember what i told you, no matter what we are doing today, do not touch me and do not kiss me, even if the priest says that, I know how to handle it," he spoke slowly yet frankly.

That was the second time Raymond was saying that to her, the day he introduced her to his parents, when they were going back, he told her that she must not kiss him on their wedding day, Izabelle didn't take him serious then, until he is repeating it again.

"Why?" She asked curiously.

But there was silence at the other side of the phone, 'is it because it's not real?' Izabelle asked in her mind.

"I hate physical touch."

"O....." He cut the call before Izabelle could reply.

Even on their wedding day, Raymond was still acting coldly towards her, this has been going on for the past few days.

If he hates physical touch, why did he hold her with her then.

Izabelle herself didn't know what she has done to deserve such kind of attitude from him, he only calms down for her when she shows that his words made her feel bad or when his parents are there.

How will she be able to melt a man who acts weirdly almost all the times' heart, even on their wedding day, he was still acting coldly towards her.

Even though Izabelle never thought about kissing, although she was a bit nervous since it was her wedding day, Raymond spoke to her earlier as if kissing her sounds irritating.

She composed herself, not letting Raymond's words ruin her wedding day.

Soon, Lisa, Raymond's cousin came in with her friends and pulled her into a gentle embrace.

Out of all Raymond's family members that she was introduced to, Lisa is the one Izabelle likes the most, because she is friendly and good-looking.

"We have to go now, others are waiting outside."

A private jet was already parked outside, waiting for the bride. They got into the jet and headed to where the wedding was being held.

To Izabelle's surprise, the jet landed at the front a beach, obviously a private beach, and she could see a very big yacht on it.

'What is happening?' She thought in her head, because Raymond didn't tell her much about the wedding, and even he himself didn't really participate in the wedding preparations, it was his grandparents and cousins that took care of almost everything in their own way.

"Izabelle, you didn't tell us that your wedding is in a yatch," Harry said and turned to his sister.

"I.....I wanted to surprise you guys."

"Wow, this is so beautiful." Charlotte commented upon seeing a big and beautiful yatch.

"Let's go in now," Henry, Raymond's male cousin said and they all went in.

Immediately, Izabelle arrived at the venue, everyone gathered to welcome the bride.

Even though the guest were few, they were all prestigious and elites. Just Raymond family, top three business tycoon and others.

The family members were the first to go in, Genevieve, Robert, and their family members before the guest.

Genevieve and Robert were so proud of Raymond at that moment.

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"Mr Raymond, you are good to go now. Your wife is around." Tony said to Raymond, who was attending to business even on his wedding day.

He didn't do much, but yet he looked like every girl's dream, as in he would definitely make every girl drool at that moment.

As expected the groom should be on the stage together with the pastor before the bride comes in, Raymond figure standing on the stage, made every woman in the hall both old and young, turn their head towards him, especially Charis Carter, the daughter of the 2nd business tycoon in the country.

She has been crushing on Raymond for years, but Raymond never had her time. It was so surprising for her to hear Raymond was getting married

As they were awaiting the bride, the lights were there were dimmed, Izabelle stepped on the aisle leading towards the altar, nervousness filled her entire being, all heads turned for her, she apparently took all their attention from her husband, She radiated hundred percent beauty, enchanting all those who laid eyes upon her.

A round of applause continued to sound non-stop. Even Tony couldn't help but clap his hands loudly upon seeing how her beauty was still evident through the transparent veil.

As Harry led Izabelle to the altar with slow steps, what if I suddenly trip and fall, she thought in her head, or what if my dress suddenly loose.

Each sit she walked by threw a up a colourful light up in the air, except Charis, who couldn't help but be jealous of Izabelle's beauty.

When she stepped on the altar, the light were turned on, then her eyes met with her husband's eyes, the most beautiful man she has ever seen in her life, apparently he didn't put much effort in looking good for today but yet he looked more beautiful that her.

He looked incredibly handsome, with a charm that could captivate anyone.

His chiselled jawline accentuated his strong and masculine appearance. His piercing blue eyes sparkled, drawing all of Izabelle's attention.

His dark, wavy hair was styled perfectly, adding an air of sophistication to his overall look. Dressed in a tailored suit that hugged his athletic physique made him exuded elegance.

"But, why is Izabelle's husband more beautiful than her." Charlotte couldn't help but comment when she saw the groom, it was her first time seeing him, she really wanted to meet him the last time she went to Izabelle's house, but they were gone before she got downstairs.

Charlotte finally concluded that Izabelle was the luckiest woman in the world to have such a breathtaking groom by her side.

After welcoming both couples to the stage, the priest then told them to recite their vows, which they did, and other necessary things were done.

Izabelle couldn't help but stare at how handsome her husband became, every features of his beautiful face suddenly became so attractive to her that she felt like touching his face.

Her heart skipped a beat as both of them eyes held each other, staring deeply into each other eyes.

One with so much desire for her husband, one wondering why my wife had wore so much makeup on her face again.

Genevieve became emotional and started crying because of the romantic scene of her grandson that she was watching.

"You may now kiss the bride." The priest words echoed in Izabelle's hear, suddenly her husband's lips started drawing her attention, making her think of dirty things she had never done before.

What Raymond had in mind was to move closer and bend his head slightly with his back facing the crowd so that it would look like they were actually kissing.

Raymond mover close to her that their body was now touching each other, and his towering figure was almost covering her from being seen by the guest.

Izabelle couldn't think straight again. For the first time in her life, she thought about initiating her kiss.

She became hypnotised by him because she couldn't get her eyes off him. It was as if it was just the two of them there.

What he told her earlier suddenly sounded like thrash to her.

She couldn't help but be drawn to his irresistible pink lips, and her brain couldn't control her again. Despite his warning, his lips near hers made her heart flutter.

Amidst her thoughts, she was already leaning in to kiss him, and slowly, her lips landed on his making Raymond feel a surge of an electric shock through his entire body.