My Mafia CEO (Serpents #2)

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The alarm went off ten minutes ago, but I need extra minutes to mentally prepare myself for this day. For those of you who are confused, today is Stephen and True's wedding. Eight months of planning took a toll on all of us. It made her even crazier. She overthinked almost every detail. Thankfully, Stephen wasn't one of those men who left their woman to deal with all the planning. He helped with details, and calmed True when she started to spiral. The rest of us helped with cake flavours, and bossed people around to get things done.

Excitement and a headache for us all.

I hugged my soft pillow when I feel a familiar presence move from next to me to underneath the covers.

"Beautiful," kiss. "Mine," kiss. "My Angel," kiss. "Time to wake up, baby," kiss. Lick. Kiss.

"What time is it?," I smile at the feeling of soft kisses on my back and wandering hands on my thighs.

"Almost ten. I have to leave in thirty minutes before the groom explodes," Seb appears from under the cover. I smiled at the dopey look on his face.

"The groom? What about the bride?" I laugh. Seb moves to hover above me.

"Eh, she'll be fine. Everyone looks at the groom, anyway," he jokes, attacking my cheek repeatedly with playful kisses.

"Don't let the bride hear that," I smiled, tracing the sharp planes of his face. He chuckles and kisses me. His lips are soft and hungry. A same, but new feeling. We kiss like it's our first and last one.

"I love you, Tiana Trinity," he smiles at me, brushing a piece of hair out of my face.

"I love you, Sebastian Dubois," I pulled him down closer by the nape of his neck. It could be the wedding, or the astounding man who makes me dizzy, but either way I say, "make love to me, Sebastian."

A megawatt smile breaks out on his face. "Gladly, Angel." He brings his lips to meet mine into a hazy, desperate, fiery kiss. And that's exactly what he does. Our clothes are gone in a matter of seconds. "You're a vision, Tiana."

"So are you," I blushed. Yeah, butt naked, and blushing at his words.

"Thank you, baby," he smiles at me, melting my insides. "Now we have an hour. Time to get busy," he winks before diving under the covers.
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"Are the flowers ready? The grey, the red, and the black?" that's True's millionth question. I thought the planning was a lot, but the wedding? Oh noooo.

"Yes, darling. Now, I need you to sit still, so we can finish your makeup," Anastasia smiles at her. True takes a breath.

"Okay," she sighs. "I got this," she mutters before continuing. "What if he doesn't come? What if he realizes that I'm crazy and doesn't want me anymore?" she freaks out.

"Hey!" Royalty's voice travels through the room, frightening us all. "He realize you were crazy as hell from day one, and loved you all the same. He is coming, and you are going. Take some deep breaths, babe," she stoops at True's side, helping her breathe. Call it the nurse in her. True finally calms down, sipping on some iced coffee that Sierra made for her.

Luna, Cait, Royalty, and I had our own stylists. Our dresses were grey, while Luna's was red, being the maid of honour. Each dress had it's own style that matched us. Mine had a rectangular cut at the front that reached my neck, but the back was cut straight down curving above the bottom of my spine with silver sequin strings across. My hair was curled into a bun with a few strands at the front. My eyeshadows matched with the others- a mild smokey eye. I looked in the mirror, admiring my stylist's work. I fiddled with Seb's ring on my finger. If I'm being honest, I never took it off. I look at it, and imagine when it becomes a real engagement ring. I want everything with him.