ARON (A Mafia Romance)

~4~

"You may kiss the bride"
My whole body freeze. Aron wraps one hand around the back of my neck, his scent washing over me. He bends me a little and positions me in a way so that our faces are not visible to anyone.

This is it.

He leans forward , and our breaths mingle together.
I shut my eyes the same time his lips brush against the corner of my lips and then he straightens up himself. I stare up at him in shock as the corner of his lips lift up and form into a smirk cause Wait..that wasn't even a whole kiss. Great. Now I have no doubt he hates this marriage just as much as I hate it.

I'm snapped out of the moment with a roar of applause. Only if they knew I sigh.

I look down at my ring and whisper "this ring serves as a commitment within our relationship" only then I realize that I said it out loud. I look up and Aron's eyes lock on me, whatever burns in his gaze sends goosebumps across my skin. It increases my heart rate so much that my heart might just pop out at any moment now, so I look away.

There's no way in hell that my 'so- called- husband' gives my butterflies.

Once I look away I could still feel Aron's eyes on me.

"What?" I whisper loud enough for him to hear.

His jaw locks as his eyes roam all over me, for the second time day, making my skin flush.

He lowers himself a little and says
"You look fine." without showing any expression.

I plaster a fake smile on my face and nod.
Well, I definitely look more than good but who cares? So yes, screw him.
                    
                          ***
My legs hurt as we made it through half of our guests. Everyone said the same thing, they congratulated me and Aron and then praised my beauty and told Aron how lucky he was for which Aron responded with a fake smile.

"I understand this marriage was against your will but smile, smile like you are happy with this marriage. I don't want the press making a big deal out of it." Aron bends down, his lips brushing my ear as he whishpered.

My brother was the next. He and Aron were almost of the same height, 6'2 something, but Aron was far more intimidating even when he was younger than my brother.

"Aron, Tina" Cardan says with a wide smile, he congrats us just like the others and cheers with glass of champagne with mine and Aron's. But after a few mandatory words of congrats he turns serious and looks directly at Aron. That's my brother.

"I'm warning you beforehand, Aron Martinez, my baby sister is your responsibility now, don't you dare to hurt her" he says in a low challenging voice so that no one else can here him while I scoff at his words. Both Aron and Cardan look at me, Aron with amusement and Cardan with anger and annoyance.

"What?" I shrug casually, rolling my eyes at them and chuck down my champagne in a go.
Stop talking Tina. I mentally snap at me.

I see Aron's lip pressing together in a thin line as if he's trying not to smile. I mentally smirk and take another glass of champagne from the waiter passing by me.

Cardan comes closer to me and whisper into my ear sending down shiver of horror down my spine. "Play a nice wife, baby sister or I else you'll pay for it. And not with money but your life. Take this as my threat" does he thinks he scare me? Huh.

"Threat taken, brother and I wish you and your small dick a happy life alone in our house, Have a great fucking life ahead." I smile and with that he turns around and walks away in the crowd.

"What did he say?" Aron asks curiously.

"Nothing." I say quickly, and waited for next well-wisher to comes and wish us.

"Look who decided to settle down. Congrats Aron" a female voice said. Aron and I turned toward it. I feel Aron's hand on my lower back.

"Winter." Aron says with a nod.

I look at the woman standing in front of us, tall, shiny waxed barbie, narrow nose, full lips, body that could make Aphrodite envious of her.

She moves her hand to Aron and settles his tie making him clearly uncomfortable, I clear my throat to make her notice me.
His wife is standing just beside him, bitch!
I could tell she was one of Aron's one-night stand or ex or whatever by their expressions.

With a look in my direction, she smiles and me- make it smirks at me. She pulls me into a hug and kisses my right cheek as if we were long lost sisters. "Just in case no one told you, Aron's a beast in the bed, he'll fuck you hard, and once he'll get bored of your body he'll bring him a mistress, I'm telling you this before just so you don't get heartbroken then" she mumbles into my ear so low that Aron can't hear her. She steps back and and winks at Aron before joining her date, the Senator.

"Ignore her" Aron simply says looking out the window in front of him.

After a few hours Aron leaves me saying he has somewhere to go, which I was grateful for as I couldn't stand him after what the winter chick told me. It was jealousy I knew but I had no reason to.
                           ***
"The limo is waiting outside. Come fast" I look around to see a tall, handsome guy standing next to me while I was talking to Jules, about the semi-kiss Aron and I shared earlier which she thought was real but In reality that was hands down the worst kiss in my life. Even the drunken guys in the bar kiss better than that.

Alright before you assume anything...yes I kissed a random drunkard in a bar last week, just to provoke my brother who had set my marriage without my consult.

I raise my eyebrows so he sighs and extends his right hand to me. "I'm Marco. A friend of Aron and his P.A , he told me to drop you home as he left a few minutes ago to attend a meeting."

I nod and shake his hand before turning back to Jules and saying her goodbye.

"I hope he let's me meet you" she whispers in my ear while we hug.

"I doubt that. But I'll talk to him once." I kiss her on her right cheek and then follow Marco outside to the limo.

I could tell Marco is, well, different from all others, like the others in Mafia gangs.He is handsome, not perhaps in the conventional sense, but he has that appearance which can make him stand out in the crowd. He is fair, almost pale white. His unfathomable, golden brown eyes contrasted exceptionally with his light toned face.

"It isn't good to stare Mrs. Martinez" Marco chuckles. Well...shit, I'm caught staring.

"I wasn't staring. I was just.....you know what leave it" I say in my defense folding my arms across my chest.

He raises his eyebrows and then winks"Don't worry Mrs. Martinez, It'll remain our little secret"

"Whatever" I murmur rolling my eyes, quickly climbing inside the limo. I hear Marco chuckle and a smile makes it way to my lips.

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A/N
Ahem ahem.....they are married. Finally! Hurray!
xoxo
23/1/21