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“Thank you, Father. I appreciate it,” I tell him. “I’ll be right back, with the bride.” I walk down the hall to the room where the girls are holed up. I push my way inside and find Kyla standing there in a long white dress. “Get out,” I tell my sister, cousins, and Cassie.
“What? Why?” Aurora tries to argue.
“Get out,” I repeat.
“Fine,” my sister huffs and barges past me with Liliana, Tilly, and Cassie in tow.
I don’t move. My eyes stay glued on Kyla, who stands in front of me, twisting her hands together. “You are fucking breathtakingly beautiful,” I tell her.
“Thank you,” she says. “So are you.”
“I want to make sure you’re one hundred percent sure this is how you want to do this. I don’t want you to resent me in a few weeks, months, years for not giving you the wedding you deserve.”
“I’m marrying the man I love, in a freaking palace built for royals, Lorenzo. Which is amazing by the way. But I don’t need anything else but you,” she says. “I love you.”
“And I love you. I just don’t want you to feel pressured into anything, because I will wait for you. Forever if I have to.”
“Well, I’m not as patient as you are, and I’m not waiting to be Mrs. Lorenzo Valentino. Now, are you ready to become my husband?” She lifts a questioning brow.
“I was born ready for that job, babe,” I tell her.
“Let’s do this.” Kyla nods.
With her hand in mine, I lead my bride-to-be into the chapel, where everyone is already waiting for us. The moment we’re standing in front of the altar, I pull my phone out of my pocket again.
“Video call Zara,” I say into the speaker before handing the phone to Aurora.
Kyla’s little sister picks up on the second ring. “OMG, where the bloody hell are you guys? You know everyone is looking for you, right?” she says. “Wait, Kyla? Why do you look like you’re about to get hitched?”
“Ah, because I am. Lorenzo and I are getting married. Right now. You wanna watch?” Kyla asks her sister.
“I knew I should have come to Italy. Damn it. Okay, let’s do this,” Zara says. “But you have to video call me when Dad finds out what you’ve gone and done—thatI want to see.”
“Okay, we can start,” I tell the priest, taking hold of Kyla’s hands. I tune out most of what he says, until it’s time to place the ring on Kyla’s finger. Enzo hands me the ring from the little black box, and I slide it onto her finger.
“Oh my god, Lorenzo, it’s gorgeous,” she says. “But I don’t have a ring for you…”
“Here. Gotcha covered.” Liliana hands her another ring box. I have no idea where my cousin got it from. But I am thankful.
As soon as we’ve exchanged vows and the priest has pronounced us man and wife, my lips find Kyla’s. I pick her up off the ground and spin her around. When I put her back down on her feet, she pulls back and breaks the kiss.
“You know this means you’re mine now, right?” She smiles.
“I wouldn’t want to be anyone else’s,” I tell her.
“Okay, so who’s gonna break the news to the oldies?” Dante asks.
“Not it,” Orlando says.
“I already told Mom,” I admit.
“You called your mom?” Kyla turns to me, and I nod my head. “So did I.” She laughs. “She promised to make sure Dad doesn’t try to kill you again.”
“Well, that’s a start.”
“Should we go home?” Aurora asks.
“You all need to go home. I’m taking Kyla away.”
