Falling For The Blind Billionaire (Book 1)

Chapter 5: The Vow/ Wedding

Immediately everybody was on their feet to welcome me, and My eyes were fixed directly on Signore Nicolo. He looks exceptionally extraordinary with his long hair bun to the back; his emerald eyes fixed on the flower, his Italian suit, and shoes; he looks very handsome. I can't believe that a man can be so delicate and ferocious at the same time.

He was holding a black walking cane, the one he does use to direct himself when his maid, Zeta, is with him, my eyes came intact with Diego, and he smiled at my face that was covered by the veil. The priest stands in our midst.

"Signore Nicolo Caruso, do you take Signorina Gisella Molinero to be your lawful wedded wife in sickness and in health, in truth and in lies, for richer and for poorer till death do you apart?"

I felt a twitch in my stomach, and this would have been the love of my life answering this question, not you, Signore, not you. Could you not say it, Signore? Please, you can walk away from me here and now. I wondered.

"I, Nicolo Caruso, take you, Gisella Molinero, to be my lawful wedded wife. With the deepest joy, I receive you into my life, that together we may be one. I promise you my love, my fullest devotion, my tenderest care to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish 'till death do us part... I pledge to you my life as a loving and faithful husband."

What? Everyone started smiling, most of all that good for nothing Giuseppe Caruso. I'll make you pay for ruining my life.

"Signorina Molinero, do you take Signore Caruso to be your lawful wedded husband?" with the bibble in his hand, I turned to look around and saw my mamma's face who, in her mind, I know is praying for me not to back out, My papà nod at me to continue. My eye's landed on someone, Viola Moretti and Pietro Santoro smirking evilly at me.

I felt lost in hope and joy, with my head high and down to look at the blind outstanding man. It will be a shame to make him pay for his papà mistake, and I don't want to hurt him more; and also, if I don't push through with this, Viola and Pietro we humiliate me publicly and ruin my family reputation. I have to do this for us, for my papà and mamma.

"I, Gisella Molinero, take you, Nicolo Caruso, to be my wedded husband. To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or health, to love and to cherish with the deepest joy I receive you into my life that together we may be one. I promise you my love, my fullest devotion, my tenderest care.' till death do us part. And hereto I pledge you my faithfulness." I clenched my hand as tears found it's way to my eyes. We exchanged rings.

She hears the sound of little feet
But first, there's a wedding cake to eat
Guests line up to kiss the bride
The groom feels like a lucky guy
Up above the church bells ring
The preacher says which psalm to sing
There was silence 'till a bride's maid sighed
And someone said she is mine.'

with a good clap and cheering. "I now pronounce you husband and wife, and you may now kiss the bride," the priest instructed. Immediately, Diego helped Nicolo in front of him, and Nicolo used his hand to touch my face staring at one place. His thumb found my lips, he halts.

The veil goes back, revealing bliss
The groom leans in to take his kiss

The veil goes back, revealing bliss
The groom leans in to take his kiss

I felt him sighed. He held me closer to him. His lips touched me, and he tasted like vanilla. His lips are way softer and meek than Pietro's. I can't describe the butterfly that twinkles inside my stomach, I wanted to be furious, angry, and full of regret, but immediately his lips touched mine, I felt warm. Everyone started clapping and dancing around, my mamma and papà walked to where we were and the same with the Caruso's.

"Congratulations, Mia Cara," Mr. Giuseppe Caruso said.

I frown at him furiously. "Grazie Mille."

"Can you throw the bouquet now?" A familiar voice spoke behind me.

"Viola Moretti and Pietro?" I felt regret sip into my pulse, and I clenched my hand.

"Will, I will throw the bouquet, but in the reception gound, not here in the church, let us be going to the reception ground." I felt Nicolo smirk, and so did Diego. I saw anger flow inside Viola as Pietro held her arm.

"Oh, we will see you there." Pietro mouthed and turned to walk away with Viola. I felt jealousy sip in my heart, and I couldn't believe how Pietro's love for me could just be ended in a day.

"Getting eager to be next in line? Amico." Signore Nicolo Interrupted, making them halt. I felt shocked. "You know, Pietro Santoro, all thanks to you. You filled my life with Ciliegia e Vino and not Ginger e spezie." He added, now Pietro looks furious.

WORD TRANSLATION

<<ITALIAN>> Ginger e spezie

<<ENGLISH>>Ginger and spice

<<ITALIAN>>Ciliegia e Vino

<<ENGLISH>>Cherry and wine

<<ITALIAN>>Grazie Mille

<<ENGLISH>Thank you very much

<<ITALIAN>>Amico

<<ENGLISH>>Friend

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