Chapter 4

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Eleonora Gates POV

We arrived at the venue and I have to say it was a breathtaking view from what I could see. I haven't seen Lorenzo as yet since I was outside with my dad ready to walk down the aisle.

The thought made my heart rate begin to increase.

"Are you ready darling?" Dad asks with a smile.

"I am," I said then Dad took a step forward.

The doors opened and a slow song started to play the venue was filled with people from both sides of the mafia. And we are the two largest mafias so you can imagine how many people are here.

I looked everywhere except at him. I looked down and stepped carefully not wanting to make the mistake and embarrass myself in front of all these people.

I looked up the moment we stopped walking. I was met with the guy that once took my breath away. He took my hand and I stepped up to where he was as Dad walked to his place.

His hand wasn't rough as I expected it was cold and soft.

He was dressed in a white tuxedo.

He matching my dress I think or maybe am being delusional.

His face was emotionless as I remember and his eyes were colder than before. I realized that he had tattoos on his neck and his fingers. Well, those were the only places I could see for now.

He hadn't looked at me for a split second since my dad walked away. I watched as he looked around eyeing the crowd now and then.

He finally looked at me and I did the stupidest thing I smiled. Not a huge one though but I'm sure he noticed it. He kept a poker face and I looked away in embarrassment.

"Do you Eleonora Gates take Lorenzo Rucci to be your lawfully wedded husband..," The priest stated.

" I do," I answered.

"Do you Lorenzo Rucci take Elenora to be lawfully wedded wife...," He asked.

After what seemed like minutes he answered "I do,"

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!"

I looked at him nervously as my heart began to beat two times faster. He placed his hand around my waist and then pulled me towards him. His other hand came up my cheek that was displayed to the crowd and blocked my lips area not making it noticeable.

He removed his hand that was around my waist and lift my chin then leaned in I closed my eyes then I felt his lips touch mine. His lips were soft as I was about to kiss back he pulled away.

The crowd when wild with cheering and I licked my lips in embarrassment then realized what I did when I tasted faint mint on my tongue.

For the first, his poker face was replaced by a freaking smirk.

I looked away then my eyes met my parents I flashed them a smile and then scan the  crowd.

Lorenzo took my hand in his and then led us out the door.

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We were currently at the reception and I had changed into a dress that hugged my body. We were both sitting at the table that was set for us.

He hadn't exchange a word since we got here but he was typing away on his phone.

I sat there and watched everyone on the dance floor. My parents check on me a couple of times and I told them I was fine.

Lorenzo didn't want to dance so I didn't force it and came up with an excuse.

Little after that he got up and walked into the crowd leaving me all alone. I got up as well and walked into the grow. I went to the bar and grabbed a drink then walked back to the seat after an hour later he came back.

"Let's go," He said coldly.

"Excuse me," I said meeting his eyes.

My parents walked over at that time and greeted us. Dad talked with Lorenzo a bit then came back.

"You know you have to go with him now," Mom said pain evident in her voice.

"He is now your husband Nora," Dad added.

"Yes, I know," I agree not wanting to cause a scene.

"We will visit you whenever we are free and don't forget us," Mom said with a smile.

"Ok," I stated and they both hugged me.

"Take care of her," Dad said in a cold scary voice.

Lorenzo took my hand and nodded at Dad before making our way out. I saw that the car was waiting for us with a guard at the door.

He opened it and greeted us as we both got in. He then closed the door and walked towards the driver's seat.

The car sped off followed by a hundred others. I didn't expect less after all it's a mafia wedding.

Lorenzo was on his phone as always so I looked out the window and watched as the trees faded away.

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After an hour we pulled up at a penthouse probably owned by the Rucci's.

He got out and I followed a bit surprised that he did not wait for the driver to open the door.

We walked in and he headed straight to a private elevator. I was right he owned this place.

The door to the elevator closed and we stood in silence as it started to move up.

His phone began to ring and I mentally rolled my eyes. After minutes of him speaking in Italian, the elevator door opened.

Not waiting I stepped out and began to walk straight down the corridor even though I didn't know which room was his.

Not hearing the sound of his footsteps I quickly turned around and was met with an empty corridor.

Oh fuck you, Nora
I thought to myself before walking back.

Upon turning around I realized that there was only one door that I had passed. I shook my head then walked towards the door I was about to knock then I saw that it was slightly open.

I pushed the open and saw him pacing around while tapping away on his phone.

I walked in and closed the door.

"The bedroom is that way," He said pointing to the left not moving his eyes from his phone.

I walked to the room and saw my bag on the bed. I didn't remember packing a bag.

I smiled as I thought about my lifesaver (mom)

I took out a pajama set and my makeup kit then walked into the bathroom. I started to remove the pins from my hair and then let it loose. I removed the makeup and then stepped into the shower.

I decided to wash my hair so I used the products that were already in the bathroom. I then realized that he must have been staying here since he got back.

I took a long hot bath then pulled on my pajamas and exited the bathroom.

I entered the bedroom while softly singing a song. I stopped when I was met with a pair of cold eyes.

Time to face reality, Nora

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