Lindsay's P.O.V. After getting ready for the reception, Peter wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and laid his head on my shoulder. We looked at each other in the full body mirror that was infront of the both of us. I laid my head against his and kissed his forehead. He moved his hands so that they were on my stomach and I laced my fingers with his. "I love you Lindsay. Never forget that princess." Peter whispered in my ear, stood up straighter, and kissed my temple. I bite my lip lightly and smiled. I played with the black band on his hand. "I love you too Peter." I replied and smiled at him in the mirror. "You look incredibly handsome in that suit babe." I told him while smirking lightly and raised an eyebrow. He mimicked my actions but his smirk had more of a suggestive side to it than mine did. "Is that so princess? Well, you look incredibly delicious in that new dress you have on." He replied. (She changed into a new dress for the reception)
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Peter started to lightly kiss up and down my neck. I closed my eyes and let out a breathy moan. I leaned my body into his chess more and moved my head to the side more to give him better access. "What do you say to missing the petty little dance and just skip to tonight's fun?" He said while spinning me around to face me and held a very suggestive face. "Baby, you and I both know that I would love nothing more than to just do that tonight but we have to go. My damn family want to see us to know it's real." I explained. Peter's changed to one of confusion. "Other family members? I thought it was just your brothers, father, Hailee, and Meghan?" He asked me. I sighed and turned to smoke and moved to sit on bed.
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"I wish it was just us. But sadly, I have a much bigger family than that. My whole family are the Greek gods and goddesses. So I technically have 2 main uncles, 2 main aunts, and 3 more cousins. All of which I hate. My uncles forced my father to control Hell and the Underworld. They each had to pick what they wanted to control and my uncle Zeus chose Olympus, my uncle Poseidon chose the sea, and that left my father with hell and the Underworld. He never wanted this. And when he went to argue with Zeus, he banished father down here." I explained to Peter. My eyes had turned into their bright, flaming eye color by the time I was done explaining. He nodded his head in understanding. He sits next to me and grab my hands in his. I lean against him, calming myself down. "It's tradition for the three brothers', Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades, children to have to invite them to any big event they had." I finished explaining. Soon enough it was time for the reception to start. Peter and I picked up Damien and headed to the ball room. We walked down the steps, hand-in-hand, with Damien resting on my hip with his arms around my neck.
