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owlonmywristDamn, Quinn. Making friends in the family already.
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I stay away from my “bridesmaids” for the rest of the day as much as I can. I’m done with them—and they seem to get the message.It’s not like today is my favorite day to begin with.Instead, I stick close to Emily. Emilia, Dante’s mother, drifts in and out, offering polite conversation before being pulled away for treatments and procedures with the aunts and other family matriarchs.Honestly? Thank God. I don’t have the energy to fake being pleasant right now. I’m going to have to do that in front of hundreds of people later. I can’t burn the reserves early.“Are you sure there’s nothing you can do to stop this?” Emily asks after Emilia leaves for the second time. I’m mid-hair appointment, and she’s brought me another glass of champagne—like a good maid of honor should.Not that I’ve seen the bottom of my glass in the last hour. Emily’s been on top of it.Good thing I’ve been grazing on a charcuterie board too. I don’t mind being tipsy for this shitshow, but I’d rather not puke on the
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The ceremony is the longest hour of my life.I’m not particularly religious, so it’s hilarious to me that a mafia family—who I know has tortured, killed, and extorted people—insists on a full Catholic mass during the wedding.We have communion, light a unity candle, and kneel in front of the priest while being prayed over. It’s the weirdest sensation to participate in holy sacraments with a known murderer sitting beside you.As we near the end, Dante leans in. He actually looks... nervous?“So,” he whispers, “how do you want to do this kiss thing?”I snort under my breath. “What, do you need lessons? I thought you were some kind of playboy. You so busy getting your knob polished you never kissed a girl?”“You know what?” he mutters. “You’re gonna get what you get and have to deal with it.”I smirk. I have him cowed enough that I don’t expect anything dramatic. We obviously hate each other. We’re in a church. And we’re surrounded by powerful people. I’d be surprised if our lips even tou
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The ride to Tavern on the Green is… interesting, to say the least.I’d tried to get Emily, Grayson, my brother—hell, even my father—to ride in the car with us. But Dante had insisted we needed to go alone.“We need to make people think we’re madly in love, wifey,” he whispered in my ear. “A typical married couple would be fucking in the backseat on the way to the reception. We should at least look like we can’t keep our hands off each other.”I scoffed. “Not everyone has as much trouble as you do keeping it in their pants.” Still, I couldn’t stop the heat pooling in my thong at the thought.He chuckled, lips brushing my skin. “I’m not as much of a manwhore as you make me out to be. Though I wouldn’t mind helping you loosen up a bit.”His hand skimmed down my low back and over my ass, giving it a squeeze as he dipped to kiss my neck.“Christ. Are you even wearing panties?”I tried to pull away, but his arm wrapped around my waist, holding me close.“You’re not going to find out,” I his
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The ride to the reception is long and tense.Dante keeps glancing over at me, opening his mouth like he wants to say something—then shaking his head and closing it again.It helps that I insisted Emily ride in the car with us. I could justify needing her help with makeup and hair without raising any eyebrows.When we finally pull up to the restaurant, Dante turns to her. “Emily, could you give us a moment? I really need to talk to Quinn.”Emily gives me a look, waiting for my signal. She’ll do whatever I ask—but she’s clearly not leaving unless I say so.Dante senses it. “I won’t try anything. I just… need to talk.”I sigh, then nod to Emily.“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, kids,” she says, smirking as she slips out of the car.“Doesn’t leave a whole lot,” I mumble.I hear Dante snort softly beside me.Once the door shuts, I turn to him, arms crossed. “What? We’ve got a room full of guests and an exhausting night ahead.”He blows out a breath. “That’s what I want to talk about.”I ra
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Walking into the reception, we’re announced by the lead singer of the live band and escorted to a sweetheart table at the center of the room. Loud applause and cheers follow us as wait staff ushers us to our seats.Food is served not long after. The menu we picked? Flawless. A plated four-course feast.We start with grilled baby octopus over orzo, sundried tomatoes, feta, kalamata olives, and lemon vinaigrette. Then comes my personal favorite—a honey-roasted fig salad. The main course is braised beef with wild mushroom sauce.My mouth waters just thinking about it. Too bad I can barely taste a damn thing.Because my new husband can’t seem to keep his hands off me.He pulls my chair close, tucking me under his arm, slinging it over my shoulder possessively. Whispering into my hair, Dante murmurs, “Do you have any idea how hard I am right now, cara mia?”His fingers skim my bare shoulders, sending goosebumps racing across my skin.I thank the waiter who places my first course in front of
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