Rebellious Affiliation

EVARA/ARLO

EVARA

"Ugh! How the fuck am I supposed to fit my boobs in this fucking dress" I complained.

"Bitch, did you give your measurements right?" Inez asked trying to fit my boobs in my wedding dress. "Of course, I did. At times it was not this difficult" I said, irritated. Gianna is sitting on the couch across the room laughing, "If you can't help will you stop laughing?" Inez said, rolling her eyes.

Gianna stands up and comes to me patting on Inez's shoulder "You are doing it wrong" Gianna said as Inez scoffed and moved "Oh, be my guest and try" Gianna pulled my dress down and lifting it up again to adjust it with my boobs. "Again, why are you not wearing an actual white wedding dress?" Gianna asked continuing to do whatever she is doing.

"Well, the groom is not by my choice. So, at least the dress should be. And it's not mandatory to wear white dress at a wedding." I shrugged. "And Evara always does something different from everyone" Inez said winking at me. I just smiled. God I am going to miss them so much. "Anyways, what are you going to do with your hairs?" Inez asked as she stable my make up. "I'll just let it loose, cause the gown is off shoulder, what say?" Inez nodded.

"Done" Gianna said stepping back as I can look in the mirror. "How the fuck did you do that?" Inez said in mirth. "It was supposed to make her boobs good and defined, you know like a corset, but not exactly like it" Gianna said grinning.

"This is the reason, I pay for your college. So you can pursue and be the great fashion stylist" I said proudly. "At least someone is" Inez commented. We both weren't able to complete our studies. As soon as we turned 21 we were forced to be assassins by our fathers. But as time passed we happen to start liking it.

I was startled as someone knocked on the door. "I'll get it" Inez said opening the door. "How much time are you going to take, he is waiting" father spatted. "She is ready and beautiful" Gianna said looking at me in the mirror smiling as her eyes started to form tears. I pulled her in a hug, saying "I'll miss you" Inez immediately came and got both of us in a group hug "Don't you worry bitch I am there to look after her"

"Stop this melodrama and you two go take your positions as bridesmaids, I'll get her" Father said in a bored tone. Both of them looked at me, I assured them by nodding and they left. "I am so happy" father said smiling. I rolled my eyes "Shall we?" He asked as he offered his hand. I am going to get married in just like a minute. I took a long breath and left a shaky one as the door of the aisle opened.

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ARLO

I don't fucking know why the hell am I standing at an altar. This is my own fucking wedding. I had zero interest in doing so. This is only for the Mafia. If it weren't for the Mafia I would have been with my Prezioso right now. God! I just can't forget the look on her face when I just left her in that bathroom. She was supposed to come with me. But I was really fucked up already and on the top of that I was stunned to hear that I'm her first.

If I would have been there for more than a minute I don't know what I would've done. She deserves fucking better and with this bratty wife of mine I can't commit her anything. I wanted to get her out of the system but fuck do I wish I could've had more. And when she came on my dick it was the best sex I have ever had.

I can't get her body out of my head. Her breasts perfectly fitted in palm of my hand, her bubble ass, perfectly shaved pussy. She had quite few tattoos on her as well. One, below her left boob something written I couldn't figure out as I was busy fucking her. Second, on her hips a dead rose just like her gun. Third, snake, on her left hand inside of middle finger. And again two more snakes on her neck and on right shoulder. I guess she is obsessed with snakes. There were more tattoos on her legs too but I wasn't be able to see them. She is so addictive. I think I can never have enough of her. Enough of my Prezioso.