Billionaire's Wrong Bride

Wedding day

Mia’s pov.

I was wearing a white gown and waiting in the bridal chamber for my stepmother to take me to the wedding hall. I hadn't met Xavier Leonardi. But I heard that he was a big playboy and a very successful businessman.

He was one of the wealthiest people in the world, which scared me to death. I was afraid of having the same fate as my mother. I was completely freaking out. I wanted to run away from this freaking wedding.

But I couldn't leave my father hanging in the middle of a business deal. Plus, so many people and media people had come for the wedding. I couldn't back out and embarrass my father in front of these people.

Andrea had come and taken me to the aisle where my father was waiting for me, smiling. I saw for the first time him smiling at me. My heart became happy. But I knew it was only for the show in front of these people. He stretched his elbow for me, and I held his elbow, hooking my hand around him.

“Mia, I expect you to behave properly in front of these people. You need to stay in this marriage for three years. So behave carefully with Xavier and don't enrage him.” He whispered in my ear in a way threatening more than suggesting.

I nodded my head. He walked me down the aisle towards the stage where Xavier Leonardi was standing. I could not focus on decoration, nor was I paying attention to the people around me. I was too nervous to think straight.

I was praying in my heart that I wouldn't do anything stupid that would embarrass my dad. We halted in our steps when we reached the stage. I wouldn't dare to look up. My eyes kept staring down at my feet. I saw a hand stretched in front of me, offering me help climb up on the stage.

I hesitated at first but took that hand, and he pulled me up on the stage. I stumbled a little and gripped his shoulder with my other hand. I saw a handsome face staring at me as he tried to see behind the veil. I knew he couldn't look properly through the veil. But I could see him staring at my face with his cold eyes. His face was expressionless.

I pulled my hand away and took a step behind. I stood beside him. The officiant started the rituals. They made us exchange our vows which I knew were all fake. He announced to us to exchange the rings. A lady brought gorgeous-looking rings on a plate.

She offered one to Xavier Leonardi and another to me and gave us the rings in our hands. The officiant said I should stretch my hand in front of Xavier Leonardi. I held my trembling hand in front. He grabbed it gently and slipped the ring on my finger. He had his hand before me, and I slid the ring without holding his hand.

Officially announced us as husband and wife and said the groom could kiss his bride. Oh God, this was the most difficult part of the wedding. I saw Xavier Leonardi didn't make any move. Someone tapped on his shoulder and whispered something in his ear. He frowned and looked at me.

He descended his head and cupped my cheeks in his hand. He kissed the corner of my mouth so lightly that I couldn't tell if it was a real kiss or not. But my first kiss was gone just like that.

The wedding was over, and the media clicked and covered everything about this big event. Of course, Valerio's and Leonardi's made it a grand event.

We all went to the ballroom. He was sitting beside me, scrolling down his phone. I didn't dare to look at him. But I saw him frowning from the corner of my eyes.

His phone began ringing. He picked up to answer, and I could not hear anything. But he wasn't looking good. He left the ballroom while talking on the phone and I was left there sitting alone.

The announcement was made for the newly wedded couple's first ballroom dance, and my groom was nowhere to be found. I could feel the pity full glances of people they were throwing at me. I sat there, bowing my head down. I was used to this kind of embarrassment and insult.

Xavier's parents called him and tried to reach him on the phone. I could see them dialling numbers. But the expression on their faces said they didn't get any response. Xavier's mother came towards me and said,

“Xavier has something urgent to attend to immediately. So he got stuck in that and can’t come back. I will take you to your new home. You must be tired. You can rest there.” She said in a polite and soft voice. My heart filled with warmth. I wasn't used to someone talking to me so politely. She was such a nice lady.

I just managed to nod my head and smile at her. She led me towards a car decorated for a newly wedded couple. But I have to ride alone in this car. She helped me settle in the back seat and instructed the driver to drive me to Xavier's mansion.

The whole ride, I thought about what kind of urgent work Xavier had to attend on his wedding day.

The car stopped in front of a huge mansion. The driver came out and opened the door for me. I stepped down and walked towards the main entrance. A guard was standing at the door.

And a queue of servants was also standing there, waiting for their master. But here, seeing me coming alone, disappointment was visible on their faces. They greeted me and looked at me with their pitiful eyes.

I sighed in my heart.

One of the maids led me towards my room. Entering there, I knew it was a room belonging to a man having the decor all in grey and white. A large TV was hanging on the wall in front of the bed, and a gaming setup was lying beside it.

I panicked to think that my luggage was not with me. I didn't want to sleep in this heavy wedding gown. It would be so uncomfortable. I walked towards the walk-in closet. I saw it was filled with his clothes and accessories, footwear, and so much stuff. I couldn't decide whether I should borrow his t-shirt for a night or not. I wasn't used to people sharing their things with me.

I decided to sleep in my wedding gown. I was exhausted and tired. As soon as I lay down on the bed, sleep engulfed me in its embrace.

I heard the sound of the door opening. My eyes snapped open. It was dark. I blinked so many times to adjust my eyes to the darkness.

I searched for the switch and turned on the light. I saw Xavier Leonardi standing near the door frame. He looked so miserable as his jacket was gone and his tie was hanging low. Some of the top buttons of his shirt were open, and sleeves were folded to the elbow.

His eyes darkened as he saw me on his bed.

Taking three long strides, he was in front of me, grabbing my chin in his hand so painfully.

“How dare you, w***e, to sleep on my bed.” He asked dangerously.

I flinched at his tone. Why was he calling me a w***e? Memories of my childhood started running in front of my eyes. I began shaking in fear because I knew what was coming next.

“I am... I am sorry.” I apologized and wanted to explain to him why I was sleeping here.

Before I could say anything, I was thrown onto the bed, and his body was pressing on me. My eyes widened, and I freaked out.

“No, please, let me go.'' I pleaded with him.

“Why are you acting so innocent? You want this, right? That's why you are sleeping in my bed, waiting for me.” He said mockingly.

“No, no, please, leave me.” I moved my face away because he was drunk, and I could not bear the smell of alcohol which was making me suffocate.

“Shut up, you slut! Why are you acting so innocent? I know who you are actually and when we are married, why shouldn't I get to fu.ck you. I am your husband. Please me as you used to please other men in the past.”

He said in his drunken voice and started kissing my neck.

He was biting and sucking on my neck, making me feel pain and nothing else. I tried to push him away. But he was so strong, and I was no match for his strength.

“No, no, please stop... I don't want to be raped on my wedding night.” I yelled in desperation.

He stopped assaulting my neck. He moved up and glared at me. Tears were rolling down my eyes. Did his eyes show pain and concern, or was I hallucinating? Because the next moment, he was cold again. Making me think that it was all my imagination, and he loathed me.

He pulled away and shouted, “Get out!”

I shook in fear and immediately slipped off his bed and ran towards the door, clutching my wedding gown up in my hand.

As soon as I was out of his room, I stopped and fell to my knees. I cried hard. I didn't know when I fell asleep on the cold floor due to exhaustion and enough trauma for me on my wedding day.