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Chapter Fifteen
Helios Andreadis, Presidentof the Afxisi, was terrified.
Normally, he would have a problem admitting that, but today was different. A man should only marry once in his lifetime if he could help it, and Helios knew in his case that would be true. So of course, he reasoned to himself irritably, he would be feeling a little...terrified. Anxious. Nervous as fuck.
Beside him, Kellion clapped him on the shoulder. “Breathe, President.”
He inhaled, exhaled, and after that, he said, “Fuck off.”
Kellion burst into laughter, drawing the attention of the crowd. And it was quite a huge turnout, with the university’s chapel filled to the rafters. More students waited outside, all of them hoping for a glimpse of a couple that was now the stuff of legends and urban myths.
Helios’ breath caught when he watched two attendants slowly open the doors of the chapel. Somewhere at the side, the famous pianist they had invited to his wedding began to playStay with Me,a slower version than what was originally performed by Sam Smith.
After a few moments, Ioniko appeared, holding the hand of Helios’ bride as he guided MJ up the steps. His heart swelled at his first sight of her.Perfect.Sheer bloody perfection, and he could not believe that she was really his.
She had no veil covering her face, and personally he liked it that way. Her long brown hair flowed freely down her bare back, and her face was a picture of glowing happiness even though her violet eyes showed more than a little apprehension.
Across the entire length of the chapel, their gazes met.You look gorgeous,he told her silently.
She grimaced.I just hope I won’t trip on my gown.
He smirked. Her gown was of white silk, with a corset top and a full twenty-foot train, which her own sister had insisted on. He had agreed wholeheartedly with Katya’s choice since the alternative was MJ’s preference for a short skirt to make sure she didn’t trip.
Ha!
Like he would ever let her wear something so skimpy.
It had been a year since they had survived the worst ordeal of their relationship, and he was sure as hell nothing worse than that would happen. One year, and MJ had slowly found herself again. There were times when she would have a vacant look on her eyes, but he knew how to get around that now, knew how to bring her back to the present and remind MJ that they still had a long, happy future to look forward to.
By the time Ioniko handed MJ to his care, his bride was crying profusely. “Take care of her, Andreadis,” Ioniko said soberly.
He nodded. “I will.” He meant it with his life. And he would treat her gently, too. Treat her like she was a piece of fragile jewelry because she was that precious to him.
But when MJ continued to sniff and sob next to him as they walked to their seats, he heard himself growling, “Stop crying.”
“I’m trying.” But she only ended up sobbing more loudly anyway.
“If you don’t stop crying...”
She looked at him innocently. “Wh-what?”
He muttered under his breath, “You might have me in fucking tears, too.”
Her eyes widened.
He glared at her. “And if that fucking happens, I’ll kill you.”
But his threat, rather than scaring her, ended up making MJ smile.At least her tears stopped, Helios thought. As they took their seats, he grasped her hand and squeezed it tightly, the tension inside him only easing when she squeezed his hand back. These days, he had a pathological need to know she was really there with him.
When it was her turn to speak her vows, she stood up, surprising Helios because they had initially agreed that they would not be making any personalized vows. But she had always intended to say this, as a way of thanking him for loving her during her darkest days.
She looked at him, and his sheer gorgeousness took her breath away, as always. His hair had grown a little longer now, enough for him to have to tie it back halfway, making him look sexy and rakish. Combined with his wonderful black and white suit, and he looked like a cross between James Bond and a pirate, guaranteed to make every eligible girl in the church swoon.
