Chapter 44 - Dominico's POV

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Play the music when I say
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Oh fuck.

Why am I so nervous.

I'm never this nervous. I've never been this nervous.

Shit does my breath small bad.

I quickly popped a mint in my mouth as I stand at the altar waiting for my bride to walk down.

"Dude calm the fuck down. It looks like you having a fucking panic attack." Jace whispered from behind me.

Jace and Emiliano are obviously my best men, and Marco and two of my closer cousins are my groomsmen.

I calmed myself down enough so I could focus on one thing.

My Elvira.

(Play the music now)

Suddenly the music starts playing and my eyes are glued to the door where my bride is supposed to come out.

The doors open and my heart stops for a second. I hear footsteps before I see the person they belong to.

In comes a line of her bridesmaids. First her cousin Brittany then Stella the other cousin that Elvira hates. The next two were her beloved cousins Dakota and Lily.

The last to come was Rose and I swear I heard Jace gasp from behind me.

That man just needs to put a ring on her finger already.

All five of them walked down and took their places across from me.

Then as the music started slowing and I heard two sets of footsteps.

I looked down the isle to see my wife.

An arm crossed with her fathers and a bouquet of red roses in her hands. I looked at her dress.

My mothers dress.

She looks beautiful in it. I only recognized it from the many picture hanging in the hallways of our mansion.

I looked over to my mother and found her balling, holding a handful of wet tissues.

Oh, that's why they went to meet. Mama gave Elvira the dress to wear.

My eyes trailed back to the beauty in front of me.

The white transparent lace surrounds her body and hugs it tight.

He breasts are pushed up by the lace and makes me hard instantly.

Shit this is not good.

Fuck clear your thoughts.

I decided I was looking at her beautiful body for a while and trailed my eyes back up to her face.

He beautiful eyes coated with a small layer of liquid indicating that she was about it spill a tear.

And fuck I was about to to.

They finished waking down the isle and her father handed her off to me.

She gave her bouquet to Rose to hold as she walked to me.

Taking her hands in mine I brought her to the center of the the altar standing horizontally from the priest.

As the priest was talking I just stared, mesmerized at Elvira. I didn't know what was happening until we got to the part where we would either share our vows or share them in private. We decided before hand that we would say them in private. Something that has never been don't before in the mafia world.

"We would like to share them in private." I said responding to the priest.

"Very well." He said. "Dominico Di'Medici do you take Elvira Rodriguez as your lawfully wedded wife, Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live and vow to never separate under any circumstance other that death?" He asked me.

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