The Millionaire's fugitive girlfriend

It was the perfect afternoon for a wedding. The sunset shone with the promise of a pleasant afternoon for all the people who crowded to see the bride.

At home in London the flowers of spring had already bloomed covering everything in purple, white and gold, the trees were covered in bright green from new foliage. But there, in the streets of Margarita Island, you could only see where you could appreciate the view of the sea and the pleasant sunset of the afternoon.

However, she didn't miss her home at all, not for a second, she had found a new home for herself, and she didn't want to be anywhere else but where she was, at that moment because she wanted it to be a perfect day and she was very and fully happy.

He could feel his heart pounding with happiness.

She was going to marry a man she considered perfect for her, a very intelligent, handsome, and pleasant man in the whole world.

She had a slight headache, and it still gave her a little dizziness when she started to think about how quickly everything had happened about the wedding, a few days before all this she couldn't even imagine the existence of her fiancé. But the coincidences of life made them meet in the lounge of a hotel, a fallen suitcase had made many changes in her life completely, when she picked it up and saw the man who stopped next to her with a soft tone of voice he had asked if he could offer his help. With strong hands and brown skin, he had helped her up and when she looked at him, she found light brown eyes, they were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.

He felt as if his heart had been lost and, worse, it was impossible to believe that the same thing was happening to him, but the truth is that this encounter had made them inseparable.

Of course, not so much as to hold a wedding.

He could only laugh happily and inhale deeply, looking at the cabs pulling up by the curb, he had just arrived at the small church in which husband and wife would become.

The church was small and painted yellow, it was the predominant color in this city in most of the churches I had seen, but despite not being that big it was a nice and comfortable place for a wedding, when only the two of them and a witness that the law required of them would be present. Apart from loving each other in an unexpected love in a city so far from their respective places?

And there she was.

She held her breath for so long until she saw the tall, brown-skinned figure of the man she was going to marry and love, as if she hadn't fully believed it was going to happen up to that point. Men like him, handsome, exotic, powerful, I don't know how to marry girls like her, she had been quite surprised to see how much he wanted her when she went to bed with him without looking back and not thinking for a second about anything. She felt madly in love, she didn't want to think about anything or the past, present and much less the future, she just wanted to be with him, get to know him and spending time in his bed was enough for her to love him.

The car door was opened, and he was dressed in black pants and a white shirt and a splendid smile that stole his heart as soon as he saw her for the first time.

"You Came"

"Of course, I came," she laughed a little, nervously, "did you think I wouldn't come?"

"Never, not for a moment," he said in a piercing voice.

She waited for him to pay for the taxi, her feet moving restlessly impatiently, wanting to rush into the church to receive her new life.

"Are you ready?" asked the offering of his hand.

"Ready," she assured letting their hands grab each other.

He hesitated for a very small moment.

"You didn't bring flowers, so take..."

I give her a single red, thornless flower.

"She's really beautiful," she whispered, bringing the flower to her lips, and kissing him.

"But not as beautiful as you"

He smiled at her, making her feel beautiful as he always did when he smiled at her like that, with his eyes with brown eyes showing love, he made her forget that she had not had time, nor money to buy a nice dress, but had had to settle for a simple dress and sandals with a not very high platform. But none of that was really that important.

The only thing that mattered was the love they shared, a love that provided them with a future together, just when she had believed that what they had was coming to an end when she had already feared that she would have to return home and face the cold disapproval of her mother determined to find a "suitable" husband for her daughter.

"Shall we get married?"

"Yes, please"

He wouldn't let his mother intrude on that moment, he wouldn't let anything, or anyone spoil his day.

The priest's words entered her head and came out again while she could not take her eyes off the man who would soon be her husband, she still could not believe that he had asked her to marry him, she had been so sad thinking about having to go home when he asked her to marry him, she had said it in a nonchalant way even when they were lying on the bed with their heads resting on their hands. Her tanned torso contrasted with the white sheets of the bed that covered her to sit down and she who was by the window turned to him, she was with happy eyes and asked if what they just said was true? So, when he nodded, she started screaming with excitement that yes, but that they should do it soon, and that soon was the same day after.

It had passed according to his wishes, his voice failed him a little as he said his vows, his hand trembled when he handed him the ring to wear, but he held them firmly as he slid the ring down his finger.

"I declare you husband and wife; you can kiss the bride."

They had done it.

It was at that moment when the reality of what she had done hit her, she had married a man she had barely known for a week, she had promised to love him and take care of him for the rest of her days until death do them part.

But a voice in her head said "you really know this man" I felt as if the ground was wobbling under her feet as she looked into the brown eyes that were fixed on her.

"We've done it," he said in a voice that made him anxious, "and that's how for a second the sun was hiding behind a cloud.

But he smiled again, and the sun came out bright and warm again, when he lowered his face and took her lips in a long kiss, she felt doubt and fear vanish like mist with the sun.

She loved him and had the rest of her life to get to know him and he her.