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Her pussy is bare and glistening with wetness.
I shut off the computer and stand. “I’ll be there in ten minutes. I want you ready and waiting for me in our bed with nothing on.”
CHAPTERTHIRTY-THREE
NEOMI
One Month Later
We’re attending a gala tonight.
I laugh, thinking about the last gala we attended, while clasping on my hoop earrings.
I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Benny said the gala was outdoors, so I chose an ankle-length black dress with long sleeves and a square neckline. A sparkling clip holds my hair on one side of my face.
“You look amazing, baby,” Benny says, coming up from behind and wrapping his arms around my waist. “I love this on you.”
I stare at him through the mirror’s reflection. “I literally want to rip that tuxedo off you.”
He chuckles and presses a tender kiss to my exposed neck.
Not only did I hit the husband jackpot with how caring and protective he is but he’s also gorgeous. Before we leave, I tell Bruiser we’ll be back and give him some kisses.
When I open the door into the garage, Benny takes my hand and guides me out the front door instead.
A black Escalade is running in the driveway, and Francis, Cristian’s driver, circles the SUV.
I peer back at Benny. “You got us a driver tonight?”
He nods and tips his head. “I trust Francis.”
Me too. He’s our driver when I go out with Natalia.
“You look beautiful, Mrs. Marchetti,” Francis greets before opening the Escalade’s back door.
I smile. “Thank you.”
Francis steps to the side and allows Benny to assist me into the seat.
Benny holds my hand during the ride. I don’t think anything when Francis turns onto the road leading to the Marchetti mansion. Gigi’s attending the gala with us. We went shopping for our gowns last week. But confusion rises through me when we arrive. Cars are parked around the circular drive as bright lights shine from every direction of the mansion. Guests dressed in similar attire walk inside.
“Wait.” I drape my arm over Benny’s. “Is your dad hosting?”
Benny skates his fingers over my arm. “We’re not exactly attending a gala.”
“Then, whatexactlyare we attending?”
“It’s a surprise.” He kisses my cheek before opening the door and helping me out of the Escalade.
I hold up my dress as we walk toward the front doors. Two servers stand in the entryway, holding up glasses of bubbly champagne. I take one of the flutes. Benny knows exactly where he’s going as he leads me through the foyer and straight into the backyard.
I stop dead in my tracks as I take in the scene of the party. The backyard looks whimsical with fairy lights draped everywhere. Standing letters—B & N—in LED marquee lights are on the concrete, surrounded by candles. There’s a table with finger food and another hanging LED sign that says,Will you marry me?Outdoor heaters are scattered along the yard to provide warmth.
All eyes are on us as Benny takes me toward the long white table. It’s set with expensive china, and the napkin rings are shaped like wedding rings. More fairy lights, candles, purple roses in vases, and rose petals make up the centerpiece.
Tears prick my eyes. “Did you do all this, Benny?”
When I turn to him, goose bumps slide along my back. Benny is down on one knee, and our guests close in on us. I cover my mouth with my hand while inching closer to him.
