GCAVixens: Bridezilla vs. The Monster Groom

Brazzers

Johnny Sins, Ricki Raxxx Pic(s)

The air in the opulent bridal suite, thick with the scent of expensive lilies, crackled with a palpable, hostile energy. Jessica, a vision in white satin, was meticulously arranging the train of her gown for the tenth time, her movements sharp and precise. Across the sprawling, marble-floored foyer, her groom Marcus stood like a brooding statue, his tuxedo straining against his formidable frame. He was a man accustomed to command, not to the frivolous pageantry of floral arrangements and seating charts. “If that photographer is one more minute late, I will personally ensure he never works in this city again,” Jessica hissed, her voice a venomous whisper. Marcus simply grunted, his gaze fixed on the vintage sports car idling by the curb, a clear symbol of his desired escape. “This isn’t just my day, it’s our day, and you will act like you’re happy to be here,” she snarled, advancing on him with a finger pointed like a dagger. He finally turned, his eyes narrowing, the carefully constructed facade of the charming groom completely gone. “Our day?” he rumbled, his voice low and dangerous, “You’ve orchestrated every second like a military campaign, and I’m just another prop.” In that moment, the pristine scene was no longer a celebration of love, but a beautifully decorated battlefield waiting for the first shot to be fired.