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Giving her a reassuring look, I shake my head. “I’m just nervous. Which is funny since this is all I’ve imagined since before we even met.”
Svetlana comes up to place a gentle hand on my shoulder.
“It’s normal to feel nervous,” she assures me. “Adrian’s father and I grew up loving one another and I was still sweating bullets walking down the aisle.”
That makes me feel better.
Yelena and Svetlana help me slowly stand from the chair that is situated in front of the vanity. When I turn to stare at myself in the full-length mirror, I can’t help but smile.
It’s perfect.
Yelena had left my hair half down with large, voluminous curls. Gold ivy is snaked throughout the braid that hangs down with the curls. I really do look like a princess. The two women walk me from the dressing room to where Anna waits by the double doors.
“I know I’m not a man,” she says softly. “Or your blood family. But it would be my honor to walk you down the aisle.”
I’m trying not to ugly cry.
“I would love that.”
She takes my arm as the processional begins to play. It’s a magic flow of violins and flutes that paint our love story. My nerves begin to calm as Anna slowly walks me down the aisle. The church is filled with people here to celebrate our marriage, our love.
This is the life I dreamed of for so long.
It’s not perfect and the beginning was rough, but it’s my story. My happily ever after.
Butterflies dance in my stomach when I see him. Everything around me fades away when my eyes meet Adrian’s. His black tux fits snugly against his muscled body, his hair is slicked back, and his eyes are filled with a delicious fire.
I’m marrying this man.
Adrik. Adrian. Bratva boss. Son. Brother. Husband.
He’s all these things and so much more.
Adrian’s crystalline gaze holds mine as I walk toward him. He’s smiling, holding his arms loosely in front of him. The proud look on his face warms me.
Anna kisses my cheek, as a father would, and releases me. She’s been my most treasured friend and confidant. Adrian steps forward until we are practically touching. The officiant chuckles and Adrian narrows his eyes at him.
When Kenzo asked if he could preside over our wedding, I immediately said yes. He was as much family to me as Anton and Vitali.
“You look breathtaking,” Adrian whispers. I grin.
All eyes are on us as Kenzo begins.
We say our vows.
Recite the wordsI do.
Then he sweeps me in his arms and devours my mouth as the people cheer.
Adrian started out as the beast in my story. Until he became the black knight who slew the dragon. To the world, he’s a mob boss. A villain.
But to me—he’s my dark king.
My happily ever after that will last through the ages.
