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Elias stepped forward, bumping my body against the mirror. Flattening me against the cool surface, his tongue lapped at my own while his hands moved to my sides. Gripping my hips, he crushed my body with his own. He knew just what to do to take away my next breath.

A moan manifested in the back of my throat. Trying to keep quiet to avoid gathering any unwanted attention, I tightened my hold on his shirt. I couldn’t possibly think about needing air, not when his mouth was intoxicating. Elias was happy to swallow down every whimper and sigh he created.

It had been far too long since the last time I was with a man. I felt like I wanted to explode.

Originally planning on saving the sex for after we got married, I wasn’t entirely sure I could wait that long. I didn’t know how Elias remained so patient after each long day spent together.

A knock came on the dressing room door and we clearly hadn’t been as quiet as I hoped to be.

Elias pulled away and I already saw the rage manifesting in his eyes.

“It’s okay,” I whispered to him before clearing my throat. Straightening up, I moved on trembling legs to go open the door. “He was just trying to help me zip up my dress. We were struggling.”

The woman on the other side looked between my flushed cheeks and Elias’ annoyed expression.

“Well, let’s have him take a seat out there and I will be happy to assist.”

I should’ve definitely been thankful for the woman who interrupted us. If she hadn’t, I wasn’t entirely sure if I would’ve been the one to have the strength to stop us from doing more than sharing a kiss.

Elias

Everything was almost running smoothly. While all of the preparations I made were nearly complete, I felt on edge. Restless, even. Tomorrow was the big day, yet, I felt unsettled about the event. I didn’t imagine hosting a big wedding when I planned on marrying the woman.

Ramona was all smiles as she helped set up chairs. When I urged her not to help the men set up, shescoldedme. Told me I should be trying to assist the other men who worked hard as well.

I didn’t understand.

By the time she’d worked up quite the sweat, she looked like she’d lost a little patience with me.

“Listen, Elias,” she started as she looked at everyone. “I really do not know how you have so many men to be a part of your family. With the way you treat them, I can only believe they’re too afraid to leave.”

“That is the case,” I admitted shamelessly. “You wouldn’t believe what you can get done through fear.”

She frowned and placed her hands on her hips. “Okay, I have a theoretical question for you. When tomorrow comes around and Bruno decides to shoot you for hurting his girlfriend, do you think any of your men would be willing to sacrifice themselves to save you?”

“They would if I told them to.”

“What if you can’t talk?”

I frowned. “Are they planning an attack tomorrow?”

Ramona threw her hands up in the air, letting out an exaggerated sigh. “Theoretical, Elias. My point is, what’s the point of having a family if you can’t even treat these people like one? These men aren’t objects here to just do jobs.”

I laughed, looking over at the few pairs of eyes that had drifted in our direction. Of course, they looked away quickly.

“Elias, I want to have one big family, just like before. Please, just put your anger to the side and be nice to them.”

She was actually being serious. If I tried to be friendly, then what would stop them from seeing me as some weak fool?

“Fine,” I agreed with a frown returning.

“Then we can share a big dinner after all the work is done.”

I looked back at her, my brows shooting up. “I don’t eat with them.”

She smiled, “I know. You’ve got that giant table, it’s about time we put it to use.”

I walked alongside her, already dreading holding a conversation with the other men hard at work. “You know, no one has tried to boss me around before. Normally I’d kill them without batting an eye. Put a bullet right between their eyes.”

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