Chapter 109
Chapter 109
109: The Wedding To Die For
Third Person POV
A set of three armed guards were patrolling the edge of the northern border of the property. They were
walking along the outside of the gates chatting away about the festivities that were up at the main
house.
Suddenly they all went dead silent and their faces paled.
“Fuck. They all said and began to scout the area. One of them picked up their walkie and called it in.
Within fifteen minutes, forty more armed men had come to the area and stationed themselves around
the perimeter and then within minutes after that four SUVs came barreling through the surrounding
thick forest and stopped just in front of the original three guards.
Out of one of the middle SUVs came a furious Jason and Kai. Their bow ties were open and around
their necks, their tuxes disheveled slightly from all the partying.
This better be good!” Jason roared. “My wife will not be pleased with our absence.” He approached the
quivering guards whose faces were still pale. Jason stopped dead in his tracks when he looked behind
the guards, his mouth hanging open in shock.
“What the fuck?” Kai said, also seeing the scene in front of them. He wouldn’t have been emotional
before Aurora
came into his life, but what he saw in front of him, was almost too much for even his stomach.
Another guard approached them quickly, something in his hand.
“Boss, this was left at the front gate, the guard said and handed a small white envelope to Jason who
snatched it from his hands and opened it.
Jason read it and snarled before screaming in anger.
“What it is [?”
?” Kai asked cautiously. The only response was the envelope being shoved into his chest. He opened it
and read the note too. Kai was now seeing red too.
“That son of a bitch!” Jason fumed, running his hands through his hair. If this was a cartoon, steam
would have already blown through his ears.
“Aurora can’t find out about this,” Kai said.
“Find out what?” came a small feminine voice and Jason and Kai paled as they looked behind them
only to react too late as Aurora neared them closer, holding her gown in her hands. She looked beyond
the group of armed men. Her face paled. She didn’t scream or run. She just stared and a lone tear
shed down her cheek before her eyes rolled back and her body went limp. Ben and Charlie caught her
instantly and Charlie scooped her up and took her back to the
idling car.
“Clean this up! Lock down the compound. Double the patrols. I want a full security briefing in one hour.”
Ben yelled to the guards standing by. When they didn’t react fast enough he shouted “NOW!” and
everyone started to scramble.
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Jason looked back at the scenemend das time before turning his attention to the waiting cars. This was
war anditt
time to end it once and focaill
Twelve hours prior…
“Good morning sunshine!! a sweet bolted taunted too happily in a sleepy Aurora’s car. Aurora only
groaned and tried to snuggle back into the pilldos often than clouds.
“Uh–uh little miss, the annoying womann chastised and pulled the covers off of a very naked Aurora
who bolted upright immediately and tried to coverdoesstil 19th posh. I’ve got the same parts. Nothing
special. Now you need get that little red ass of yours upina showered AAA much as I love my grandson
and his gang of brothers, I really d like smelling their personal juices. Thusoodilld wants her breakfast
before the designers show up to doll us up so hurry up before I go grammyzilla and add
anyowww.marks.”
Aurora’s face was no doubt as red as a toolibritain did not want to anger the little beast in front of her. S
quickly scooted off the bed and rushed to the othroom. When the finished her morning routine, she
grabbed her | pink bathrobe, not bothering to dry her hain.
Grammy was already sitting at the small dining tablet that was brought in, sipping no doubt her
lavender tea. The were pushed out of the way against the walls sind nitrotide of breakfast morsels was
piled high. Aurora walked over the trolley and served herself some yogurt and fruit Herttannry was
already playing acrobatics so she wanted to k
things light.
Grammy and Aurora ate their food and made smalltalk: One bleegaaids opened the door and Eros ran
in and wa momentarily conflicted about who he wanted to go too Grammyoort though when she pulled
out some bacon strip and he happily trotted over to her. Aurora’s scowl only fouledd hḥinollwomar to
stick her tongue out while she pet her new best friend.
“You promise to take good care of him while we are awayyright??“Amecasted; watching her baby being
spoiled.
“Of course, I’ll take care of my baby. Who’s a good boy? You are! Grammys said ima baby voice while
playing with cars. He was purring and nuzzling into her hands: Aurora’s heart panged hardwhat she
was about to say but she ki
it was the right thing.
“Grammy,” Aurora whispered. “Why don’t you keep Eros? He obviously loves youtoormand protects
you just as mu as he does me. I have no idea how long we will be gone for anyway,” “Aurorried bold
but in felt forced. Fros censed her behavior change and walked over to her, placing his large
powinherdippAuron petted him and nuzzli Ther face with his.
“Oh, sweetie.I can’t take him. He’s yours.” Grammy said shaking her headd.
I insist Grammy. And since it’s my wedding day, you can’t say no! That’s the umbbronnurálébaMatron
of Hor wrera teased and genuinely smiled this time as Grammy’s eyes widened and began to fill
pathwater threaten
terfall.
1tarren of honor?” Grammy whispered.
“Wellion!“Murers replied. “Who else would it be? Draco?”
perched her lips before shaking her head and smiling brightly. “I’d be honored.”
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Jason looked back at the scene one last time before turning his attention to the waiting cars. This was
war and it was time to end it once and for all.
Twelve hours prior…
“Good morning sunshine!” a sweet old voice taunted too happily in a sleepy Aurora’s ear. Aurora only
groaned and tried to snuggle back into the pillows fluffier than clouds.
“Uh–uh little miss,” the annoying woman chastised and pulled the covers off of a very naked Aurora
who bolted upright immediately and tried to cover herself. “Pish posh. I’ve got the same parts. Nothing
special. Now you need to get that little red ass of yours up and showered. As much as I love my
grandson and his gang of brothers, I really don’t like smelling their personal juices. This old lady wants
her breakfast before the designers show up to doll us up so hurry up before I go grammyzilla and add
my own marks.”
Aurora’s face was no doubt as red as a tomato but certainly did not want to anger the little beast in
front of her. She quickly scooted off the bed and rushed to the bathroom. When she finished her
morning routine, she grabbed her baby pink bathrobe, not bothering to dry her hair.
Grammy was already sitting at the small dining table that was brought in, sipping no doubt her lavender
tea. The sofas were pushed out of the way against the walls and a trolley of breakfast morsels was
piled high. Aurora walked over to the trolley and served herself some yogurt and fruit; her tummy was
already playing acrobatics so she wanted to keep things light.
Grammy and Aurora ate their food and made small talk. One of the maids opened the door and Eros
ran in and was momentarily conflicted about who he wanted to go to. Grammy won though when she
pulled out some bacon strips and he happily trotted over to her. Aurora’s scowl only fueled the old
woman to stick her tongue out while she petted her new best friend.
“You promise to take good care of him while we are away, right?” Aurora asked, watching her baby
being spoiled.
“Of course, I’ll take care of my baby. Who’s a good boy? You are!” Grammy said in a baby voice while
playing with Eros ears. He was purring and nuzzling into her hands. Aurora’s heart panged and what
she was about to say but she knew it was the right thing.
“Grammy,” Aurora whispered. “Why don’t you keep Eros? He obviously loves you more and protects
you just as much as he does me. I have no idea how long we will be gone for anyway.” Aurora tried to
smile but it felt forced. Eros. sensed her behavior change and walked over to her, placing his
her face with his.
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“Oh, sweetie. I can’t take him. He’s yours.” Grammy said shaking her head.
“I insist Grammy. And since it’s my wedding day, you can’t say no! That’s the number one rule of a
Matron of Honor.” Aurora teased and genuinely smiled this time as Grammy’s eyes widened and began
to fill up with water threatening to fall.
“Matron of honor?” Grammy whispered.
“Well duh!” Aurora replied. “Who else would it be? Draco?”
Grammy pinched her lips before shaking her head and smiling brightly. “I’d be honored.”
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“Good! I was hoping you would say that. I need a good shield in case of bullets and since you are
indestructible, I figured why not you!” Aurora began to laugh and Grammy raised her eyebrow,
“Oh really?” Grammy asked while she gently wheeled her rolling chair over closer to Aurora and sat
there with a smug look on her face. Then Grammy began to tickle her and Aurora was in a fit of
giggles.
“Mercy! Mercy! I’m sorry oh wise one. Mercy!” Aurora shouted between giggles and Grammy let her go
with a smug look of her own. The ladies then began to laugh and finished their meals in bright moods.
Soon they ended their feast and then a small horde of designers waltzed into the room. After what felt
like hours of waxing, brushing, curling, and manhandling, the designers stepped away to look at the
two ladies who were all dolled up to perfection.
Aurora saw herself in the mirror. Her hair was pinned up in an intricate French twist with a few wispy
curls framing her face. Her makeup was a soft airbrush and a light brown smokey eye that enhanced
her natural features. The most notable feature was now her eyes which popped with the fake
eyelashes.
Grammy’s long silver hair was curled and pinned in a half updo and her makeup was also simple and
elegant.
Aurora was then put in a white lacy lingerie set with a corset and then was put in her dress. A maid
brought over a few black boxes that held a beautiful large chandelier diamond necklace with a huge
diamond pendant in the middle and surrounded by small dark blue sapphires throughout the stones.
There was a set of matching teardrop dangle earrings, a tennis bracelet and a matching hairpiece that
would go perfectly with the French twist. The last piece was the special veil that was pinned to the
crown of Aurora’s head and draped over her shoulders, framing her whole appearance.
The whole room gasped in awe as they stepped back to look at the future Queen of the Mafia. Grammy
was dressed in a formal purple gown and was already sitting in her wheelchair.
The photographer had come in as they were doing their makeup and took many action shots. Soon
everyone left the room and headed downstairs for pictures. Aurora did a first look with each of the guys
in the garden and they spent two hours taking pictures all over the compound. The guys all looked so
dapper with their matching black tuxes. Jason and Kai had a full black ensemble with matching bowties
while Charlie and Ben had on the typical penguin suits and regular ties. They were sporting the new
platinum custom Rolex watches Aurora had gifted them.
When it was time, the guys left first and proceeded to walk out of the back door. A knock on the wall
made Aurora turn. Standing there with a huge grin was Gustus Tsolomytis.
“Uncle!” Aurora said and embraced her old mentor. “Thank you for coming today. I know it was last
minute.”
“Hush child! I wouldn’t miss this for the world. And my my, you look simply radiant.” Gustus gushed and
Aurora smiled as her cheeks flushed.
“I know you don’t have anyone else here but I know your parents would be so proud of you. I am proud
of you too. If you will permit me, it will mean a great deal to this old man to give you away today.”
Gustus said sweetly.
“Oh, Uncle! Yes, please. Thank you so much!” Aurora tried her hardest not to shed tears and ruin her
makeup. One of the maids rushed over and gave her a handkerchief to wipe her eyes.
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