Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
“Who’s is this? Tell me who this pussy belongs to.”
“It’s yours. It will always be yours.”
“Say my fucking name, baby.”
“Rico, it’s yours. Rico, fuck.”
“That’s my girl. Take this dick for me. You know I’d never touch anyone else, don’t you, baby? You’re it for me.
“If I can’t have you, I don’t want anyone else. You make me crazy for you. I wouldn’t want it any other way,” he groans.
CHAPTER 38
Wedding Bells
Rico
The day is finally here. Oni will be my wife in less than an hour. We made it.
“Are you ready?” Mario asks at my side.
“Yeah, bro. I don’t deserve her, but she’s willing to marry me after all the shit I’ve brought into her life.”
“You two were made for each other. I don’t think she would have it any other way.”
“Yeah, I hear you.”
I swallow hard. What if she does think about it all and changes her mind? Suddenly, standing here at the altar, our lives play in my head.
When I found my truck missing. The footage we pulled of her taking that truck. Me becoming obsessed with watching that video over and over.
The moment I caught her trying to take the Lambo. Pushing back her hoodie and seeing her face for the first time. When I looked into her eyes, I felt connected to her right then and there.
That night at the club when she pulled a gun to protect me. The day she took her first life. Waking up in the hospital, then being told she was gone.
The night she walked back into my life. Slipping that ring on her finger. All the shit we’ve been through and done together in the last two years.
Those are all reasons why she can and should turn and walk away from me. My heart races as I don’t know if she’s thinking the same things. She could be bolting right now.
Then the music cues. I stand unseeing until Oni and my father appear. My breath whooshes from my lips.
She looks gorgeous. Her dress is classic but elegant in a modern Oni way. All the sheer lace and intricate details make her look like a living doll.
My throat gets tight. I didn’t know I would feel like this. My heart swells, knowing she did choose me.
When Pop hands her off to me, I feel like a kid on Christmas. She stands before me, looking up at me through her veil. With shaking hands, I lift the veil.
It’s like I’m sucker punched. The wind is knocked out of me. It takes everything in me to keep standing.
That smile is like life to me. I brush the back of my fingers against my cheek. As her big brown eyes search my face, I swallow hard as it’s all I can do to keep the tears from falling.
“You look … I can’t find the right words. I love you so much,” I say as I cup the side of her face.
“You look amazing. I love you too.”
I press my forehead to hers. “Are you ready?”
“Yes, I’m ready.”
“You sure? There’s no turning back after this.”
“I have nowhere else I want to be. I’m ready, Mr. Gallo. Let’s do this and get you the world.”
I grin and nod. “Let’s go, baby.”
Everything moves in a blur as we make our way through the ceremony. I half hear everything as I get lost in Oni’s eyes. When I’m told I can kiss the bride, I capture her lips and nearly eat her face.
“Hello, Mrs. Gallo,” I croon as I rub my nose against the tip of hers.
“Hello, my husband.”
“Say it again.”
“My husband.”
“Fuck, I must be crazy. I married a car thief,” I tease.
“I married the future don. So who’s really crazy here?”
I growl and take her lips. “It’s too late to change your mind now.”
“Who said anything about changing my mind? You’re stuck with me.”
“Wouldn’t want it any other way.” I nip at her lips.
“Okay, youse two. We have a reception to get to,” my father croons.
Oni and I laugh and turn to face the crowd. I glance around at all the people here for us. It’s insane how much support we’re being shown.
They have all accepted Oni into our world. Nothing can ruin this day for me. Nothing.
Oni
I stand at the top of the church stairs with my mom. My face hurts from smiling so much. Today has been perfect.
I’m finally married to Rico. Someone needs to pinch me because I still can’t believe it. I look down the stairs to where the guys dragged Rico for pictures. He looks as happy as I feel.
“My baby is married. Look at you. You’re so beautiful,” Mom chokes out as she squeezes my shoulders.
She kisses my cheek and continues. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a prettier bride. You’re glowing. Are you happy, baby?”
“Yes, Mom. I am. This is where I belong.”