"Do you think this looks okay, Casey?" Trinity asked her best friend as she smoothed her hands down the light summer dress she'd chosen for the day. While Trinity had never been particularly fussy about how she looked or what she wore, she had to be more conscious of what she dressed like from  now on because she also represented Dmitri now.  Dmitri's PR team had released an official statement last evening once they'd returned from his mother's place saying that one of the most eligible bachelors of Denver was ready to tie the knot soon. Between that and their pictures from the charity event they'd attended together splashed all over the tabloids and local newspapers which she'd only seen this morning after Casey had brought them over, the news that Dmitri was off the market and was set to get married soon had spread like wildfire. While most people had shown interest in the woman who had managed to snag him off and d

The days leading up to the engagement party were everything Trinity had expected them to be and much more. The sudden interest in her was almost bewildering and she felt as if she'd become a mini celebrity all her own if the way she received mails from people she didn't know or knew and hadn't talked to in ages was anything to go by.Of course, Tina helped her jog her memory as to who the people congratulating her on her fast approaching wedding were so she could reply appropriately but it was all still pretty overwhelming to her. She'd gone from having a steady job to having no job at all to becoming the would be wife to a renowned billionaire in the span of a few weeks. But she'd adjusted well. Over the week, her and Dmitri had fallen into a routine. They'd have breakfast together which was cooked by whoever woke up early, text each other through out the day whenever they got time and then have dinner togeth

After the revelations on the night of the engagement party, it felt as if some invisible wall had been broken down between Dmitri and Trinity for they felt that much closer to each other, almost as if they understood each other on a much deeper level than before.  It went against the whole I-need-to-distance-myself-from-Dmitri resolve Trinity had thought she would follow ever since the last party they'd attended together. But she hadn't been able to achieve much of it in the week leading up to the engagement and now that her secrets were out in the open, it was near impossible to keep her distance from him. So she gave up trying altogether.  "I'm gonna have to leave for work after the food tasting, babe. Miranda is going to drop by later to discuss possible venues for the wedding. Do you think you'll be able to handle it?" Dmitri asked as he buttoned up his suit jacket before running a hand through his hair almost absentmindedly.

 The big day was approaching fast.  The days had flown by in a whirlwind of dress fittings, rehearsals, finalising the decorations, food, guest lists and what not and now, only a day remained. Though both Dmitri and Trinity had been exceedingly busy over seeing everything, they'd always found time to spend with each other, whether it was them having meals together or simply chatting about their day at night.  "I think having a DJ would be better," Miranda commented, pulling Trinity out of her thoughts. Trinity nodded. "Yeah, a DJ can definitely offer more variety. Book someone. I know it's last minute and we shouldn't have left it until now but over the past few weeks I've realised there's not much a little bit of extra money and an influential name can't get you." Miranda laughed. "You're definitely right about that one." Trinity chuckled lightly before co

 Even though there was more than enough space in the limo, Dmitri placed his wife on his lap. Wife. We're actually married. The thought made him grin and he didn't care one bit if he looked like complete lunatic while doing so. Too tired to do much, Trinity didn't protest or tried to wriggle her way to her own seat, choosing to snuggle deeper into his chest instead. "We've really done it, haven't we?" Dmitri murmured softly, his chest vibrating with each word. Trinity nodded against his chest. "We have, husband." "Milaya?" "Yeah?"  "Did I tell you how beautiful you looked tonight?"  Trinity chuckled lightly. "Only about a dozen or so times." "Good. And even though we said our vows earlier, I have one of my own. I promise you that I'll never let anything