Today was the day. The day, I've been waiting for. I've waited years for this. Five years I've waited to get married to John. All the tears, fights, and struggles all lead up to this day. I don't think it can get better than this.

I looked at myself in the mirror. The gown, perfect and big. My hair and makeup, everything I imagined it would be. I grabbed my veil and placed it carefully in my bun, not wanting to mess it up. Just like I said, perfect.

I smiled at myself, when I heard a knock on the door. "Come in." I turned and saw Brie walk in with Nattie and Carmella. "Oh, look at you. You are gorgeous." "Thank you. I never knew this day would come." Nattie walked up to me and hugged me. "I wish you all the luck in the world." "Aw, thank you. I love you, Nattie."

Brie sniffled, her eyes watery. I grabbed her hands, "No, don't cry.. Not yet anyway." She nodded "You're right. Well, everyone is here. We're ready when you are." I nodded and turned back to the mirror, nodding. "I'm ready." "Okay, I'll tell them." "Thank you."

I saw them walk out the door, closing it behind them. I'm ready. "Nikki?" I turned back around, seeing Carmella standing by the door. "Hey, Mella. I thought you left." She looked at me and shook her head. I knew something was bothering her.

I looked at her, confused. "Hey, are you okay?" She shook her head and sobbed. "Mella? What's the matter?" I walked up to her but she stopped me. "Stop, because I'm pretty sure after what I tell you, we won't be close anymore." "What?"

She just looked at me. "Carmella, what?" She wiped her tears. "Okay, Okay. I have to tell you this because-" "Tell me what?" "You can't marry John." What? "I can't marry John?" She shook her head. "You shouldn't marry him."

"Mella, I don't have time for this-" "We slept together, Nicole." "What?" "John and I slept together." "You're kidding, right? Tell me you're kidding!" She shook her head and cried. "I'm sorry. You don't know how sorry-"

"Sorry?! You're sorry? When did this happen?" "It's been happening for a while." A while? I can't with this right now. I took my veil off. "Why? Why would you two do this to me?" "Nikki, trust me.. You have no idea how much this has been eating at me."

"Eating at you?! Yeah I see how much it's been eating at you.. You waited until my freaking wedding day to tell me this." I felt the hot tears streaming down my cheeks. "I wanted to tell you sooner but John wouldn't let me." I scoffed and looked at her. "You and him can go straight to hell and screw yourselves."

I pushed past and walked out of the room, sobbing as I walked down the hall. I stopped for a second, catching a breath. I can't believe this to me. After all the years of loyalty and crap, he does this to me.

I wiped my tears as I heard the bride's march play. He thinks he can do this, and I'll marry him. I watched the doors open, everyone standing up. I walked down the alter, rubbing my hand, feeling the ring on my finger. I watched John, a smile on his face.

Bastard. I walked to the alter, John smile wiping off his face when he say my face. "Hey, why are you crying?" I shook my head, and took the ring off my finger. "Because I won't marry a cheating bastard." I threw the ring at him, his face, shocked.

I stepped off the alter. "Nicole, let me-" "What? Explain? No need, Carmella explained all to me. While I worked my ass off trying to save this dead relationship, you were sleeping with her." I turned around and walked off, the embarrassment still there.

I walked back to my suite, wanting nothing more than to rip off this stupid, fucking, pathetic thing. "I can't believe I was so stupid." I tried to reach behind me, trying to grab a hold of the strap.

I heard a knock on the door. I groaned and walked to the door, placing my ear on it. "What?" "It's Roman." Roman? I unlocked the door and opened it, seeing Roman standing there.

"Roman." He gave me a little smile. "Hey, can I come in?" I rolled my eyes. "Depends. Are you going to some in and tell me how sorry you are that this happened to me? Because I really don't need that now." I watched as he chuckled, his teeth showing. "That was the original plan. But, I just want to talk and comfort you.. And see where your head is at, babygirl."

Babygirl? I nodded and opened the door, letting him walk in. "So where are you at?" I closed the door and shrugged. "Well for starters, I'm angry and just pissed off. I tried everything for John. Moving closer to him, fixing myself for him, missing opportunities to further my career for him, only for him to do this to me."

I looked at him, watching his face, confusion in his eyes. "What?" He shook his head "Nothing." I crossed my arms against my chest, curious. "No, what? You look like you have something to say. Say it." "Okay, well.. I just don't understand why in the hell you would waste your time with John. I mean, look at you."

I watched him as he talked, my anger slowly subsiding. "I've watched you lose everything for John. And I just don't get why a beautiful, sexy woman like you would go through this. You deserve someone to treat you with respect, love. And you don't need someone to just take what you have to offer, you shouldn't have to give your all for a man that doesn't appreciate it."

I reached to the top of my head, grabbing the bun and letting it loose. My hair dropping in waves to my shoulders. I walked up to him, his eyes completely captivating me. I felt our breathing slow down, as I leaned into him, pressing our lips together. The kiss lasted a minute before he pulled away.

"Nicole, you're upset. You're-" I shook my head, placing my hands on his chest. "Stop, don't. Don't tell me I'm upset or that I'm sad.. You said you wanted to comfort me, so comfort me. Or are you all talk, just like the cheating bastard that doesn't deserve me?"

He grabbed my hands and slammed his lips on mine. I felt his lips kiss mine with passion and anger. I dragged my hands up from his and rubbed at his tux. His lips pulled from mine, as we both pulled his jacket off. Both our hands tangling for the buttons, until he got impatient and ripped it off.

I watched him with hunger, wanting him more than I ever wanted John before. He grabbed me and placed me face-first on the wall. I whimpered softly as the cool wall met my hot skin. He flipped my hair to the side, kissing my neck and my back. I enjoyed his kisses as I felt his hand work the lace of the dress.

My heart grew with anticipation as I felt the dress loosing around my waist. His hands reached around me, pulling the front of the dress down. I felt the dress fall off my body, as he fondled my breast. I moaned as he felt me up, kissing and biting my neck.

I felt his lips leave my body, stepping back from me. I turned around, watching him watch me. "Come here." I shuffled off the remaining parts of the dress and made my way to him. I ran my fingers up his arm, tracing his tribal tattoo, loving every bit of it.

I moved down to my knees, placing my hands down to his belt, his hands landing on mine. He got on his knees and grabbed my hands, kissing them. "We'll save that for another day. I'm here for you." He pulled me close and kissed me. I felt his arm wrap around my waist as he laid us down on the floor.

His hands traveled my body, leaving a hot trail, exciting me more and more. His lips left mine once more, as he kissed down my body. He grabbed my breasts, kissing each of them before focusing on my thighs. He licked them and sucked on them, making me moan.

He got a hold of my underwear, slowly slipping them off. I lifted my legs in the air, watching the underwear slip off my feet. He grabbed my legs, opening them. The cool air giving me goosebumps. He watched me as he placed his lips on my spot.

I moaned as he lapped on my juices. His tongue feeling incredible on me. I grabbed his head as he ate me, the feeling taking a hold of me. He gripped my thighs, holding my legs open, not slowing down once.

I groaned his name loudly as I felt him slip two fingers into me, slipping them in and out. I cried in wanting and in disappointment. Loving the treatment but wanting something bigger than his fingers to fill me up.

I felt him curve his fingers into me, hitting my spot. I felt a wave of pleasure race through me, sending shivers through my whole body. I took a breath as he kissed me one more time before laying next to me.

I placed my hand on his chest, smiling before kissing him and standing up. "Where you going?" I walked to the dresser grabbing the key. I looked back at him, tossing him the key, he looked at it and laughed. "You really want to do that? What if John walks in?"

I walked up to him, a smirk on my face. "He won't walk in because that's the key to the honeymoon suite.. And I'm the only one with the key." He chuckled "I like that."

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Sorry if it's so long, it's been a while lol😭 but expect the Honeymoon suite chapter soon!❤️