Chapter 124

ISABELLA’S P.O.V. I had always thought my wedding was for show, over the years I had come to terms with the fact that it was never mine but compared to Natalia’s and Matteo’s, it was a fucking intimate party. There were more people than I could count, most of whom I didn’t know. It was strictly by invitation and the people present were high ranking officials in the country, a few people from Moscow and some media teams that were going to put out exclusive images of the wedding. I was to be Natalia’s chief bridesmaid which I found completely ironic because we didn’t even know each other. She sat in front of the dressing mirror with a frown on her face. She looked out of her element in the pure white dress but it looked breathtaking on her. It hugged her figure in all the right places and she was the perfect mix of innocent and yet sexy but she kept swatting at the veil. “Stop,” I smacked her hand away when she moved to touch it. “It is perfect. What exactly is your problem? Do you wa