Subsequent to that night, Sophia didn't received any of the Noah's call. And it was not like that Noah's obsessive ass left her in peace. He did tried to be her guest at her home, but she never opened the door of her mansion or her heart for him.
He kept on ringing the bell for her to unbar the door, but Sophia like a deaf gave cold shoulder to all of his solicitation.
Left with no other course of action at all he texted Sophia.
"Open the door at once, or I'll break it like last time I did."
After minutes, his phone vibrated, smirking he received the call but didn't spoke a
word and bidding his time and waiting for the other person to speak first.
Giving up, Sophia spoke first.
"What is it Noah?"
Sophia asked in pure frustration.
"Where? What?"
Noah tried to act innocent.
"What do you want?"
"I want to see you."
"I don't want to see you. In less than three days, I'll be married to you. All yours to do what so ever you wish for. Can't you give me three days of peace and freedom from interference?"
Sophia didn't heard a single word, waiting for which felt like an eternity to her.
"Fine, I am giving you these three days stillness but in return, the day we get married, I don't want you to push me any further."
Subsequent to saying his part, Noah put down the call where as Sophia still placed her phone on her ears and replied to the thin air, with whimper in her voice.
"Sure, I won't."
Three days passed, and what discerned like a blink to Sophia, felt no less than a century to Noah.
Soon the day arrived, for which Noah was waiting impulsively and Sophiȧ never wanted it to occur at the first place it self, until the hell freezes over.
Standing at the end of aisle, Noah was waiting for Sophia to occur with expressions that were hard to read by anyone.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on the angel of his life, walking towards him, in the attire he have already seen earlier, but today she seemed different; divine, untainted and pure.
As if God have made this beautiful angel to not only walk down aisle, towards him but also all the way down his heart, and change him forever.
Her wavy locks were tied into a messy pony and in name of jewellery, she only wore necklace that Noah gifted her when they were in relationship and matching earrings. Although simple, but her get up suited her the best and extracted her natural beauty. Sophia was accompanied by Lisa by her side as bridesmaid and Samuel walked her down the aisle.
At first place, she and Lisa both had inclination for Arthur to walk her down, but he was too ashamed to push Sophia in the current situation and he walked down the responsibility, causing Samuel to come forward and hold Sophia's hand in an important walk of her life.
As soon as she reached near the stage, Noah held his hand out for Sophia to hold and enter his dark life, enshroud it with her scintillating silvery glow.
Eventually Sophia raised her head and found a man standing in complete white Brioni suit and a black bow-tie, with his darkest shade if hairs properly gelled back, with just a single strand falling over his forehead.
Even Sophia was not able to deny, how handsome he gave expression of being. Everything was fine and beautiful, except of his pearly eyes, that were as sinful as hell. "You are looking absolutely breathtakingly beautiful, treasure."
Noah spoke after bending his head a little and brushing his lips to Sophia's ear. His this vary action sent chills down Sophia's spine.
But pushing aside those feelings, Sophia got courage from heaven knows where and raised her head to riposte back.
"This beauty of mine is the reason of golden cage enrapturing me."
If someone saw them from afar, they would have thought what a lovely couple,
exchanging words with each other before taking respective vows, where as only Noah and Sophia were aware of the war going on in between them.
Clearing his throat, priest spoke.
"Sorry to put one's two cents in between your lovely conversation, but we have to move forward with the ceremony."
"Sure."
Gunmetal eyes that were looking with love at Sophia just a few seconds back turned cold as he spoke to priest.
"In the name of the father, and of the son, and of the holy spirit."
"Amen"
Assembly responded.
"Grace to you and peace from God our father and the Lord Jesus Christ."
"And with your spirit."
Assembly responded to priest's saying.
After saying his prayers out loud and reading some verses from the book, priest came
to the final part, where he asked.
"Have you come here to enter into marriage without coercion, freely and wholeheartedly?"
"I have."
Noah responded in a flash, without further ado, where as Sophia didn't spoke for few seconds and only she felt that she has no other choice but to reply, she spoke.
"I have."
"Join your right hands, and declare your consent before God and his Church."
Priest instructed both of them.
Listening to him, Noah lightly held Sophia's hand as if made up of porcelain and would break if applied pressure more than necessary.
"I, Noah Taylor, take you, Sophia Witson, to be my wife. I promise to be faithful to you,
in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love you and to honour you all the days of my life."
Noah took his vows and raising Sophia's hand to his lips, placed a soft kiss on the back of her hand.
"I, Sophia Witson, take you, Noah Taylor, to be my husband. I promise to be faithful to you, in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love you and to honour you all the days of my life."
Sophia took her vows without lifting her lids and remained her vision grounded to the floor.
Priest again started with his prayers and sprinkled holy water in the wedding ring, while Sophia kept her eyes low and Noah kept on staring at her, holding her hand. Priest placed ring in Sophia's hand and with equivocating heart and fingers shaking like leaves, she scoped up the ring and placed it in Noah's long slender finger. When priest placed the ring in Noah's large palm, he without having a second thought, grabbed it up and holding Sophia's hand placed it immediately in her ring finger.
For himself, he selected a simple platinum wedding band with a simple diamond studded at the centre, while for Sophia he selected same pattern ring but the size of diamond was incomparable to what was in his ring.
After the rings were exchanged, priest spoke again.
"In the sight of God and these witnesses, I now pronounce you husband and wife!" "You may now kiss."
Slowly and steadily, Noah approached Sophia. He had already imagined this moment, after she become her wife, a thousands of times, how it would feel to be her husband, her fate, her partner till end.
But the feeling he is experiencing right now is totally different from what he had formed a picture of, can't be explained in words, a totally different vehemence. Curling his fingers at the nape of her neck and holding her waist from his other free hand, he brought Sophia exceedingly near himself, verge of his foot and placed the softest, lingering kiss over her silky textured lips, for a fraction of minute and finally let
her go.
Straight away he missed her warmth and again wished to embrace her in his arms, hold her tight always by his side and never let her go.
Depressing his impulses to hold her in his arms once again, he looked at the assembly and pulled a small simple aesthetic smile, other all smiles are reserved for only for one person, the shimmery threaded moonlight of his life.
Soon the room filled with chattering of people and clattering of spoons and glasses. And for the rest of the eventide, Noah never left Sophia's side.
Keeping one of his large palm in her waist, he kept her completely in line of his sight, as if wanted to protect her from any up coming danger.
Soon the dance begin and Sophia and Noah were requested to walk down the stage, to be the first ones to hit the floor.
A slow sensual music begin in the background and holding Sophia's one hand and placing his other one on her waist, Noah begin with the slow steps and Sophia pursued his steps.
Placing his forehead in Sophia's, Noah spoke in dangerously low voice.
"Can't wait for this stupid party to get over."
Listening to his words, Sophia's hold on his jacket tightened, remembering what's waiting ahead.
"I am dying to be alone and have some quality time with my wife."
Sophia broke her self free and was about to walk off, when Noah held her hand from
back and twirling a full circle, pulled her back, causing her to collide with his hard
chest.
"Now you are clutched in my paws darling, you can't break free."
Noah let out another low masculine growl, as if it's so hard for him to control his
beast.
Bride and groom's dance finally came to an end and Noah begin with introducing guests to Sophia.
"Meet this is our biggest investor, Mr Foster."
"Hello Mrs Taylor."
"Hello Mr Foster."
Sophia greeted back him in a low voice. Mrs Taylor title seemed so distant and out of
this world to her.
"So what do you do Mrs Taylor?"
"I worked as junior sculptor at Gallery but as for now I am doing nothing."
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Listening to her at first Mr foster kept on looking at Sophia for few seconds, than let
out a laugh vibrating out of his throat.
"Seriously Noah? What was lacking in my daughter? More beautiful than she is,
talented, established and self dependent. I thought you would be marrying someone with strong background."
Noah let out a smirk and spoke.
"Just now, did you fixed my price Mr Foster?"
Lending an ear to what Noah is coming to Mr Foster's laugh ceased.
"Is she supporting herself or burning all daddy's money?"
Listening to Noah meant, Mr Foster's tongue freeze.
"Did she established herself with her own money? Or does she have other talents too
other than sleeping with men?"
"Will she be able to earn her own money, if everything is snatched from her and left
with zero?"
Mr Foster kept on looking agape at Noah who was bluntly insulting his daughter in front of everyone.
"Sophia is young, much more talented than her age, beautiful, pure, a never ending list
and what not. And most important thing hard working at such a young age. Tell me about yourself, were you this hard working and talented when you were young? Once a douchebag always a douchebag. Now out."
"What? Are you forgetting who I am?"
"I said out."
All the murmur around the hall hushed, as they heard Noah's loud resonating growl.
"I would never ever tolerate anyone insulting my wife and not because she is married
to me, but because she deserves all the respect of this world."
Finally Sophia raised her head. Throughout the exchange of words, she kept her head
low, not letting the mist forming in her eyes fall but what Noah spoke now caused the
falls free from her eyes which she was trying to tie back.
Is he really this good, does he really respects her or is it all a show?
Finally the party came to an end and Noah brought Sophia to his princely state. Throughout the way he was holding her hand not letting it go.
Without making her aware of her surrounding, Noah quietly dragged Sophia to his master bedroom and threw her with a force in the bed and spoke, shedding his jacket
along with tie and opening the buttons of his shirt.
"Are you ready sweetness to be devoured by me?"