Stella Starlet

Collision

Carlisle's Point of View

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Tomorrow was the night of the auction. 

To be completely honest, I was a little nervous. 

I knew that there was a lot more risk with a mission like this. It never really mattered to me if I made it back alive, but this time, it was different. 

I was going to get married soon and I'd be damned if I were to die before then.

Cristiano and I walked around, watching as every one of my men loaded bullets into magazines. One after another until large duffel bags were filled with a few loaded guns. 

"You know, we're going to have the Feds up our asses after this, right?" Angelo said as he joined his brothers.

I nodded. "I buy the ones I can and I shoot the ones I can't."

"I know you love Stella but is starting a whole war for her really worth it?" Angelo asked. 

"It's not just about her. She's mine and if you fuck with something that's mine, I'm going to take you out," I replied curtly. 

"Let's hope this all goes well. Hopefully none of us die tomorrow night."

-

Stella's Point of View

I watched Carlisle load bullets into the chamber of his pistol. Tonight was the night. 

My emotions were in overdrive. I was deathly afraid for Carlisle. What if he didn't come back? 

Carlisle was tense as well, I could feel it. 

"Carlisle, please promise me that you'll-" 

"Stella, I will come back. I promise." 

I took a deep breath as he walked over to where I sat on the bed. 

He wrapped me in his arms tightly, I could feel his rapid heartbeat against my skin. 

"When you come back, let's get married tomorrow," I said with a grin. 

"Anything for you." He kissed my forehead. "Remember, don't leave this goddamn house. I mean it, no matter what happens, don't leave. My men are guarding this place and they'll bring you back in."

I nodded and looked into his eyes; his beautiful blue orbs. I kissed the corner of his mouth, down to his neck. 

"Stella, I have to go finalize planning."

I continued to lay soft kisses against his skin down to his bare collarbones. I brought my head back up to his ear. "Fuck me before you go."

"They can do the planning shit themselves."

He kissed my lips as we fell against the bed. 

-

I kissed Carlisle goodbye and was very tempted to not let him leave my embrace. 

After the front door closed behind him, I knew that I might not ever see him again. The thought petrified me. 

I went straight to the bar counter in the living room and reached over it. I wrapped my hand around a bottle of Jack and popped of the top, taking a large swig of it.