Captured by the Bratva: Fake Marriage Mafia Romance (Sharov Bratva Book 3) by Maree Fox

Author:Maree Fox [Fox, Maree]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen - Kirill

The day has arrived, and the church is a flurry of activity. The ornate decorations, the vibrant flowers, the soft hum of conversation—all set the stage for what is supposed to be a grand celebration. I stand on the stage, dressed in a sharp, black suit, waiting for my bride.

My men are scattered among the guests, their presence both a security measure and a statement of power. They’re all in high spirits, chatting and laughing, ready to welcome Violet into our world. On the other side, the bride’s side, the atmosphere is starkly different. There’s a palpable sense of discontent, especially from one particular individual—fucking Caleb.

Caleb stands near the front, his expression carefully blank. According to Violet, no one on her side is happy about this marriage. They don’t know it’s fake, and Caleb has been the most vocal opponent. The way he looks at Violet, the longing in his eyes, makes my blood boil. It’s clear he wants her, and the thought infuriates me. Even if this is a fake marriage, Violet is my bride now.

Caleb’s presence, however, is a thorn in my side. His disapproving glares and clenched fists only add to my irritation. He doesn’t understand the world she’s entering, the dangers she faces. Only I can keep her safe.

The music shifts, signaling the start of the ceremony. I straighten up, my gaze fixed on the entrance. The double doors open, and Violet appears, escorted by her reluctant grandmother. Caleb refused to walk her down the aisle himself, a small mercy.

She looks stunning, her white dress flowing gracefully around her. Her eyes, however, betray her nervousness. She glances around the room, taking in the mixed reactions.

As she walks down the aisle, my eyes remain locked on her. She’s walking into this with bravery, despite the fear I know she feels. I admire that about her. When she finally reaches the stage, she takes her place beside me. I offer her a small, reassuring smile, and she nods, her resolve strengthening.

The officiant begins the ceremony, his voice steady. I can feel Caleb’s gaze burning into me, his disapproval almost tangible. I want to punch that look off his face, but I restrain myself. This is not the time for such displays.

“Do you, Kirill Sharov, take Violet Harrison to be your lawfully wedded wife?” the officiant asks, his voice echoing through the room.

“I do,” I reply firmly, my gaze never leaving Violet’s.

“Do you, Violet Harrison, take Kirill Sharov to be your lawfully wedded husband?” he continues.

Violet hesitates for a moment, then glances at me. I give her a slight nod, urging her on. “I do,” she says softly, voice wavering.

As the officiant declares us husband and wife, the room fills with applause from my side, while Violet’s side remains mostly silent. I turn to face Violet, my arm around her waist, feeling the tension between us. The moment has arrived to seal this union with a kiss.

I lean in slowly, our eyes locked. Her lips are soft and inviting, and for a moment, I let the kiss remain innocent, a gentle brush of our mouths.

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