Epilogue

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6 Months Later

Mariana Montanari

I sat there staring at the white dress Evelyn helped me pick. I've never worn white before. Always felt like it was too pure for me. I was too dirty for it. Every time I tried to touch it, tried to wear it, it made me feel impure. More than I already was. I was almost considering running away.

A series of knocks interrupt my eloping plans. "Come in." I called out. Elijah walked in. He and Blondie were here early as they were in charge of preparing for it.

"So you're having a staring contest with your dress?" He asked, sitting on the couch across the room. "Yeah I'm winning." I clenched and unclenched my fists not looking at him.

"Doesn't seem like it." He said, making me roll my eyes. Like I'm sorry for not winning a staring contest against a thing that doesn't even have eyes.

"Did you need something?" I asked my mind, still racing, looking for ways to escape. I loved Kenneth. I really did. And that's why I needed to leave. I couldn't do this to him.

"For you to get ready?" Yeah rush me like I wasn't nervous enough.

"I'm almost ready except for the dress." I lied. I didn't need more nerve wrecking shit to deal with.

"What's wrong with it?" He asked as his eyes scanned the dress. "Nothing is wrong with it." I paced around the room. "So then what's wrong?" With a note of what I guessed was concern.

I sat down on the bed groaning. "Everything? Nothing? Something? Me?"

"How so?" He tossed a water bottle at me. "I can't do this to him" I downed the entire thing in one breath. "Why not." He asked as if it wasn't obvious. "It's just not good for him? it's me? Nothing about me is 'wife-like'. I was barely a girlfriend."

"You don't need to be 'wife-like'?" I knew that. But I didn't believe that. "Yeah but he deserves a 'wife-like' wife."

He sighed. "Do you even know what he wants?" I knew he wanted me. I just didn't know why. "I don't but I do know he wouldn't want me."

"Elijah for god's sake I was a whore! I was sold! Fucking used! How am I supposed to let him be associated with that!" I snapped at him. It was wrong but we've done that before. We snapped at each other when needed and it got back to normal.

"Well if Kenneth didn't love you he wouldn't have gone out of his way to do everything he did." It was time to trust a man for once. Not physically but with his decisions. I nodded, deeply breathing a few times before putting the dress on and looking at my reflection.

I was enticed to see myself in white. Mary would be so happy right now. I sent a text to Elijah that I was ready but I didn't want anyone inside yet.

Kenneth Deora

I stood in front of the mirror. The ac on blast. Holy fuck I was gonna marry Mariana. I was going to be Mariana's husband. Who would've guessed. My mind goes back to my girl. Her eyes, Her lips Her face. I was hopelessly in love.

I was not supposed to call her or see her

A knock on my door Interrupted my thoughts. I opened the door to Elijah. "So, are you ready?" He asked, making me nod.

I moved away from the door letting him in. I turned back to the mirror fixing my sleeves one last time when the sound of a gun being put off its security made me freeze. "Anyway I'll keep it short."

I turned around to face him, keeping my face blank as he continued, "you hurt her in any way, and I will rip all of your limbs off and shove it down your throat, and then feed it to her hyenas."

"Being threatened by my best man was not on the wedding list but okay." I smiled at the concern. It felt good to know at least she wasn't alone.

"Put the gun away maybe." I sighed as he put the gun away. "I appreciate it." I was gonna sneak out to see Mariana but now that he was here that wasn't happening.

"Do you wanna go to your wife and help her chase that cat? So I can see my girl?" I was dying to see her

"No?" I sighed. So fucking stubborn. "Calm your other head down, Deora."

"...Both my heads are calm, Harper" How did he have any friends, let alone Mariana.

"Mhm, is that why you hesitated?" At this point I gave up tryna cover up. "Let me see my wife?"

"Sit your ass down and have patience."

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After what seemed like too much patience I finally heard the words. "You may now kiss the bride." I pulled Mariana almost lifting her. Her hands wrapped around my neck as I whispered in her ear, "You're my bride, baby." She chuckled before kissing me again.

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Mariana Montanari

We reached home exhausted. Our car, filled with wedding gifts. "Let's leave these in the car for now?" Kenneth asked. "Just take raven." I watched him pick up the black cat we got as a wedding gift from Evelyn and Elijah because "it matches my personality."

I took her from Kenneth's hands and he picked me up. I didn't even complain because my legs were so sore.

I kept the cat down as Kenneth started kissing my neck. "We have a cat-" My words fell off as he sucked the sweet spot below my ear making me moan. I flipped to turn towards him. "Help me take this off." I pulled his hands on my waist.

"You're a torturous little beauty, aren't you?" I didn't answer, instead I pushed him on the bed, straddling him.

"You make me such a fucking mess you know?" I said as his hands found their way to my panties. I gasped in need as he teased me.

"Kenneth?" I breathed out feeling him grow harder under me. "Yes, Wildfire?"

This was not going to help my sore legs.

I pulled him by the collar speaking against his lips, "If your dick isn't inside me in the next 10 seconds, you won't have one."

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