-Blaze-

The ceremony was long but finally ended, we drove to a nice farm where we were going to be for the rest of the day. Our guests seemed to like the event, which was good for me a lot of our partners were present at our wedding they gave us gifts and their congrats and of course, there was time to converse about work.

Everyone seemed happy and having a great time besides her, she was always finding something to be mad about. She was like a big baby, not understanding the value of my work or everything that I did she would get mad at me for simply taking a look at my phone, or if I didn't speak to peopleI looked into her eyes, she was quite angry about how I acted or everything I did.

Our partnership in this arranged marriage wasn't going on positive rout, maybe because we were starting to realize how we worked and our personalities clearly didn't match. However I do not intended to stay longer next to her just endure the time wither whenever we are outside in events or places that our presence as couple is needed like I stated in my terms.

" Congratulations, Blaze! " one of my oldest partners shook my hand congratulating me on the recent marriage, I knew him since I was 19 and had the idea of starting this company he was one of my first partners, he knew me quite well and he claimed thath saw me, like a grandson

" Thank you, Mr. Fenningan "

"It's always good to have a woman around who you can confine with, Bkaze. They calm us down, they piss us off but at the end of the day they changed our world." he said with a smile " oh and they also help you to get the stress out of work" he tapped my back while pointing to the dance floor where she was. "Love is the best gift of all. I'm happy you have it kid"

" Thank you" I replied while looking at the brunette in the white dress, she was dancing with her father, they both looked sad and teary but she always had a smile on

"You chose well, don't take her out of your sight. She is very pretty, smart, and surely fun" he spoke while giggling I presumed his comment was due to their last talk moments earlier where I saw Eleanora speaking to Mr. Fenningan " You have to think if you love her and she is easy to be loved there's always someone waiting for you to fail with her."

I appreciated his advice but I didn't need them, this woman was only a facade for me. I didn't need to be aware or afraid of any other man that wants her, especially since it's hard to believe that anyone would put up with such a naggy woman.

Eleanora

My father gave me a tight hug when the dance ended I cleaned his watery face and kissed his cheek "It's okay, dad" I reassured him, I felt his guilt building him up and I tried everything the best I could so he could see I was happy and this was my choice he had nothing to blame himself of. I am part of the family so is also my responsibility to take care of it.

I sat down at the big table where the bride and groom would sit alongside their families yet everyone from his side of the table was from work besides his momwho seemed like an outcast, she was sat at the big table alone while everyone was dancing so I took the chance to know her and I sat by her side in Blaze's previous chair.

"That was a beautiful father and daughter moment" she commented

"Thank you. "

" I wish I had some time with Blaze like that" she declared while swinging her glass looking at the champagne rolling from one side to the galls to another

"It must be hard since he is always working" I spoke thinking to myself that Blaze wasn't really prioritizing his family at the moment or so it seemed

"No, I don't blame it on work. I know he loves what he does and he is doing a great job at it" his mom grew a small smile but a truthful one her eyes traveled to him. He was talking to a tall man with a white beard around his 70's.

"I'm sorry that you and your son don't have much time together now. I don't know if I could spend a week without simply hearing my mom's voice" I realized

She laughed and looked me in the eyes "You have a big heart don't you?"

"I like to think so, but its not something that occupies my mind. I prefer to do thingsthat I think are right, I don't like to think to much about it. I just simply do it" I confessed

"I see, you are very different of my Blazy..." she started she took a look at me with loving eyes "That will do him good, you will do him good"

I gave a slight laugh at her comment "I'm not sure it's true but thanks Mrs.Maxwell"

"Oh Martha please, we are family now" she gave me a side hug and kissed my head. This woman had such warm heart I could sense she was suffering maybe from not being with his sonanymore I don't know something was definitely off I didnt knew what but I was sure it had something to do with Blaze. She as been so kind to me and it was hurting me to see her sad look at her own son, I needed to do something about it.

"I was thinking" I started I got off of her embrace and she looked me in the eyes "after the honeymoon we could plan a dinner at your house or Bla-, or our house..." I needed to get used to this sharing thing. Her eyes started shinning and a single tear escaped her eye, to my surprise she hugged me close not letting me go.

"I would love that. Thank you Eleonora" she flashed me a smiled along her crystal tears, she cleaned them up shaking her "It's a good day, no crying!"

"It's ok Martha" I smiled

"I think I'm going to love my daughter-in-law" I smiled at her statement at least someone in that family liked me.

- - -

The wedding was going pretty well in fact, people were nice and we're buying the whole thing. It was going partially fine because I was rarely with him, he would go around speak with people of work while I was the one who had to tell the fake love story and how he proposed. I had the harsh job you can say it like that.

" Mrs.Maxwell"

" Mrs.Maxwell"

" Mrs.Maxwell" I looked at the owner of the voice to find a young waiter calling

"I'm sorry I'm getting used to that" I wasn't quite aware of the name Maxwell yet it seemed weird and I didn't liked it one bit, it didn't felt like me, I wish he had changed his name to that would be so fantastic

The waitress smiled in understatement "It's time to cut the cake, I can't find Mr.Maxwell"

I realized what he meant by those words, I was his beide I should know where he is right? Wrong waitress boy, I don't.

"Sure, I'll go get him" he nodded and disappeared. Where the hell is that man? I got up and went looking for him wasn't talking to anyone my next bet was to look for Connor, whenever he was Connor was to, they were like siamese, our Batman and Robin they were attached by the hip.

I didn't find Connor so, I went outside and to my surprise I found Connor near a water fountain "Where's your boss?"

Connor looked at me with a questionable face and pointed to the garden "He is taking a very important work call Mrs.Maxwell"

I cringed at that name, gosh this will be hard to deal with. I grabbed my dress ready to get in the garden, I was probably going to get dirty on the white satin but wasn't really something that bothered it bothered me more the fact that I barely can pass through normal doors with this and I am not going to even talk about going to the bathroom.

"Blaze?" I called almost like in a growl

I hear his voice from afar he was near a old statue in the middle of the garden. This is creepy why is he taking a call in the middle of a dark garden, I can't see anything just the bright lights in the sky besides that just scary shapes in the dark. I want to get out, but he needs to cut the cake... I was torn.

My white painful high hells got stuck on the ground I tried to get my shoe out of it but it was useless, after some attempt I finally felt the shoe leaving the ground making me losses my balance and bumping into a hard rock .

"Ow Gosh" I said massaging my head

"Can't you be careful?" the rock spoke

"Oh it's you" I realized in a disappointed sound.

"Yes it's me, If I hadn't help you, you would've fallen to the ground" he whipesred

"What do you want a thank you?" I started to clean my dress and saw him turn around

"I would like a great explanation for your departure from our company "

This guy is so annoying, I'm not cutting the cake alone just because he is working, and put some quotation marks on working... I still don't quite understand what he exactly does its like he only got one excuse.

"Blaze we need to cut the cake" I informed him while he just signed me to shut up

"Mr.Brocatto I understand it this is very important-" that name again it's the same person from earlier on

"I understand sir but-"
I watched him ramble on the phone and I couldn't take it anymore, I simply grabbed his phone catching him off guard and placed it near my hear

"Good night, who am I talking to? " I asked to the person of the other line

" Give me the phone"  he whispered with a threatening face

"Alfonso Brocatto, who is this?"

"Hi, I'm Mr.Maxwell's wife and we just got married in sorry to interrupt your business but I need my husband right now"

"Oh I didn't know that. I'm sorry Mrs.Maxwell. You are absolutely right today you should not be bothered with work I'm deeply sorry, marriage is one of the most important days of our lives." the man said with an Italian accent 

" Thank you, for your understadment Mr.Brocatto. We will now cut the cake. It was a pleasure to meet you"

"Likewise Mrs.Maxwell! Have a great day and congratulations" the call ended I passed him the phone and he stood there with a frozen on his face

"He won't bother you anymore today. Let's go we have to cut the cake"

"Do you realize how important this client is?" he said in an angry tone

"I don't! And you clearly don't understand how important our presence is inside!" I said grabbing my dress and walking out of the garden he was following me behind still angry at my previous action

"This man is ending his contract with us and you simply spoke at him informally and rudely" we gout out of the garden meeting Connor outside writing on his notebook that he always carried everywhere

"I didn't talked to him rudely! I was formally correct with him and he understood! " I defended myself

"You are so spoiled that you don't understand the value of work " He said with what it seemed like a disgusted face on

"Ok! Listen here Mr.Workaholic I do not allowed such disrespect firstly from someone who doesn't know anything about my life ad my morals and secondly from my fake husband who lets me handle the boredom work. I will not embarrass myself in front of all of those guests and cut my wedding cake alone."

"I-"he tried to talk but I wasn't quite down

"Zip it! So I will walk inside with my husband next to me we will cut the goddamn cake and you will be fucking happy are we understood?" I cleaned my dress and angrily walked inside waiting for him, he didn't say a word I simply felt his presence next to me and we walked inside together.

It's going to be a long 3 years.