Status: Finished: Formally known as Kidnapped By My Father's Enemy's Hot Son...Did I Just Say Hot?!

Break This Spell You've Created

39. I hoped it wouldn't come to this.

I couldn't but worry on the morning of the wedding. What was going to happen? What if Nathan comes too late and I have to marry Cesar?

"Look up!" snapped the make up lady. With a glare I look at her, she ignores the glare.

After that, I had to put on the dress. Then while, I put my white heels on. Not trying to sound conceited or anything, but I made the wedding dress look good. It hugged me in the right spots and it was also beautiful.The sad thing was that I had to take off my snake bites, Bitches!

As the ladies are doing last minute touch ups on the dress, there is a knock on the door.

"Yes?" snapped the lady.

"I'm her mother." my mom said, a bit offended."I want to talk to my daughter...alone."

"Yes." she said and rolled her eyes as she and the other ladies left me and my mom alone.

"Mom." I said as I lifted the dress so I could walk to her and hug her. She holds me tight.

"Everything is going to be alright, everything is going according to plan." she told me as she held me."Remember, everything is going to happen at the priest's office."

"Okay." I said.

"Under the priest's desk, there is a duffel bag, it has your passport, clothes and money. Nathan should be in there already waiting for you. He'll sneek you out the back and into a black car. Go to europe or south america, anywhere crowded." my mom said, tears wanted to appear, but I held them back as I nodded in agreement with my mom.

"Time's up." said the lady as she opened the door."Time to go."

***

Soon, I'm getting inside the limo.

As the limousine drove me to the church, I started to pray, quietly.

"We're here Miss." said the driver. I gulp, the driver steps out of the car, he goes around to open the door. He opens it and offers his hand, I take it and step out."Good luck Mel." I look at the driver and saw...Peter. I smile.

"Peter...what are you doing?" I asked.

"Helping Nathan save you, of course." he said.

"Thank you." I said. My mom who was already at the church, took me to the priest's office.

"Buena suerte, mija." she said. (good luck, honey.) I give her a smile.

I turn the knob of the door and take a deep breath before going in. I step inside and as soon as I closed the door behind me, I feel a pair of strong arms go around me. I recognized his touch and smell.

"Melinda."

"Nathan."

We pull apart from the hug and look into each other's eyes and smile at each other. I couldn't take it anymore, I grabbed him by his collar shirt and pulled him into a kiss. He relaxes into the kiss and his hands rest on my waist line. His touch made me feel so happy and safe. Just being in his arms was my nirvana. I wouldn't ask for anything more, just being like this for the rest of our lives would be perfect.

We pull away for the needed air and rest our foreheads on each other. I bit my lip and smiled from ear to ear.

"I missed you." I whispered.

"I love you." he whispered back. Then....

SLAM!!

The priest's door was swung open almost ripping it from its hinges. A furious Juan was at the door.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!" he yelled his face turning red of fury. Immediately two body guards enter the office and pulls us apart.

"No!!" I said trying to squirm away from the grip of the body guard.

"Hold her." barked Juan, as the grip of the body guard tighten.

I wince at the pain of the graps he had on me.

"Don't you touch her!!" Nathan shouted.

"Do you actually think you could get away?" spat Juan as he raised his hand to strike me. I closed my eyes and prepared for the impact.

"Don't you lay a hand on my daughter?" I opened my eyes and saw my father holding Juan's raised hand. Juan only glares even more.

Juan snatches his hand back.

"She was about to runaway, she was going to ruin the wedding." said Juan pointing at me. My dad looks at me. He had hurt eyes, but I didn't know why.

"The wedding isn't going to happen anymore." my dad said, shifting his gaze from me to Juan and he glares at Juan.

"Perdon? (Excuse me?)" snarled Juan.

"I don't want my daughter to have an unhappy life."he said, a smile appears on my face. Juan's look only darkens.

"I hoped it wouldn't come to this." he said as he moved his hand behind him and pulled out a metal thing.