Chapter 8: The Red Wedding

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Daniel's POV

Fifteen hours. That's how long I are till I say vows to a girl that I barely know. Fifteen hours. This will benefit me in more ways the one. I get a gout wife, to cook, clean and fuck. I get an heir out of it- because whether she likes it or not Elena's having my child. And as far as gang wise I no longer have rival so close to me, so that means less blood shed, which means less police sniffing around where they don't belong. It also means more territory me. And more territory means more money and more money means more power.

So yeah I was happy with the little deal I made. Hey plus as much as I would like to lie to myself and say that I'm gonna be faithful to Elena, I think we all know that I'm gonna slip up from time to time. Like right now, I currently have some stripper bouncing up and down on my cock, whilst I'm choking the shit outta her.

Dante decided that it would be a great idea to go and visit Big Daddy's. It was a bachelor party/ business meeting. The owner owes us money and is unfashionably late on his payment. So while Dante is taking care of the business I'm taking care of the party.

"Ah. I'm gonna cum." I hiss, pushing up a little hard. Feeling my orgasam coming I pushed the stripper off of me. I stood above her, stroking my cock until I came all over her face.

I smirk down at the site with true stastifaction. "Go clean yourself up." I say petting her head, before taking out few hundred dollars and throwing it at her.

I walk away shutting the door behind me, only to be met by a slap to the back of my head. "Ow. What the fuck?" I growl, turning my head to see Dante giving me a rather nasty look.

"What's wrong with you man?" He asks with a clipped tone.

"Whatever do you mean baby brother?" I ask in a cool and controlled tone.

"Need I remind you that you're getting married within hours." He whispers harshly.

"Your point?" I shrug my shoulders. "This is a marriage of business and convenience brother. Not love and trust."

"Oh so that means that Elena can have the same luxuries as you then. She can have a couple of guys on the side." He jabs at me, with a smirk.

"Absolutely not." I growl out.

Dante shakes his head and laughs humorlessly. "Be careful with the game you're playing brother." He warns me solemnly. "Because even if you win, you'll lose."

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Elena's POV

"I'm going to throw up." I exclaim, looking at myself in the mirror.

"Oh honey

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"Oh honey." Astrid cooes, coming over and wrapping her arms around me. "Everything's going to be okay."

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