It begun with a kiss

"You may now kiss the bride" Cheers and cries of delight thundered through the walls of Saint Margarita Cathedral after the bishop announced the two young couple could finally consummate the highlight of the celebration. The whole building seemed to emit genuine sparks of love and romance, anyone who stepped foot into the chapel could not deny the fairy tale like feeling that greatly filled the place. It was just perfect.

All these were oblivious to two people,the people who were supposed to be their happiest on that day,the very people the congregation was present for,the bride and groom.

The groom unveiled his bride,for the first time seeing the little dove that had landed into his best. As he leaned down to kiss her he couldn't help but think , "I'm so going to enjoy playing with my new toy, after all it's mine to keep". Looking back at the congregation a ghost of a smile appeared on his stone cold face at the idea of "playing" anytime soon.

His companion seemed to sense he had some bad intentions because he could feel her body go stiff beside him. Her nervousness made him all the more want to live up to his thoughts,he was going to take her and make her regret ever drawing breath from this world and THAT ,he was certain of.