For the lady at the reception, this was just another couple celebrating love. Far did she know the atrocity that was to come.
He pushed the door with his foot while carrying in his arms: his new wife.
White dressed and wedding veil on her face, she looked the same as his mother did on her own merry day.
"Keep dreaming, my beloved queen!" he whispered after laying the slept girl on the bed.
"Keep dreaming, my beloved queen!" he whispered after laying the slept girl on the bed. Three cigars he smoked before noticing any sign of her waking up. Maybe, she had too much, he thought.
He removed his black-velvet suit and kept a white shirt and underwear.
He sat at her side and stared at the golden hair he was holding in his hand.
The yellow light bulb on the ceiling already warmed up her pale pink skin.
The yellow light bulb on the ceiling already warmed up her pale pink skin. Her breath was changing; it was time to wake up.
Green eyes were looking at him, at first confused while she was trying to move, she felt a tight noose on her swollen limbs, her eyes wide open wanted to shout.
He wrapped his hand around her mouth and told her, "Sweetie calm down!" in a menacing tone.
A shining blade came close at her throat and in a cheerful voice. he said, "let´s enjoy our honeymoon!"