Page 27 of Last Breath


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“No.”

“No? You think you have an option here?”

“I do. This is insane, Dom.”

“I need you. You need me. There’s a goddamn war about to explode around us with our families and if I die… goddamn it, Eva, if I die I want to know that I lived for something.” His words pierce my heart. If he dies. How can he even say that?

“Dominic, you are not going to die. We have all the time in the world. We have until our last breaths. Why so soon?”

“I just told you why, Eva. I need to know that I actually lived for something when all this comes down. Please, just do this for me.” His begging, his tone. He’s dead serious and I know what the mafia world holds and I know death is amongst that world. My chest tightens as I think about it. I don’t want anything to happen to him, but at the same time I don’t know that I want to be married either, but this is Dom. He has never lied to me and always told the truth. I don’t see myself going anywhere so why not?

“Okay. If that’s really what you want,” I tell him. His lips curl into a smile that nearly melts me in place and when he leans in and presses his lips to mine, I fall into him.

“God, you mean so much to me, Eva. Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me. This is still all so much,” I admit.

“I know it is, but I love you. I don’t know how that happened so quickly, but I do. I just need this for me. For us.” I nod my head and Dom pulls back nodding toward the dress bag on the bed. Then I watch as he leaves the room.

Slowly unzip the bag and inside is the most beautiful white gown that I’ve ever seen in my life. It’s long, perfectly white with small sparkling beads that line the neckline. Tears fill my eyes as I pull the dress from the bag. I lay it out on the bed and slowly strip out of my clothes and slide it on. Then I move to the mirror that hangs on the wall.

“This is me?” I question my own eyes as I see the white, such a contrast to my tanned skin. I’m in a wedding dress. A dress that I never thought I’d be wearing. I blink, tears falling down my cheeks as I take myself in. I shouldn’t do this. Is this a mistake?

My mind wanders when the door opens and Dom walks back in.

“Jesus, Eva. You’re perfect,” his whispered words slam into my chest, but when I turn to face him, he sees the tears. I don’t know what his plan is. I don’t know why he needs us to be married in the first place aside from what he said to me, but I want him. I know I want him. His head slowly tilts to the side and a small smile crosses his face.

“It’s perfect, Dom.” He’s already in a tuxedo that makes him look perfect. I don’t think there’s anything he could put on that didn’t make him look like a God but there he is.

“You look amazing.” He holds his hand out to me and I walk over, slipping mine into his. Our fingers intertwine as he pulls me into him.

“I don’t have shoes,” I whisper. Dom chuckles and kisses the top of my head.

“You don’t need them. Come,” he says tugging me along with him. Out of the room, he leads me down the hallway and toward the stairs. We descend quickly, Dom making me laugh at the urgency. He looks over his shoulder and smiles at me but keeps walking.

“What are we doing?” I giggle as he keeps going. We’re out the backdoor into the backyard when I come to a stop and gasp. White flowers and soft music play in the distance. The backyard has been designed to look like a beach complete with sand. Tears fill my eyes as I glance around at everything.

“Do you like it?” Dom asks. I look up at him and nod my head rapidly as my heart flutters in my chest. “Come.” Just like a real wedding, Dom leads me down the aisle toward where Roni and Vincent stand. There’s a man, I assume a pastor holding a bible in front of us as my toes sink into the sand.

“Let’s begin.”

23

Dominic

Ibroke the rules. I always knew the outcome of breaking those rules. My father was never an easy man to get along with. I accepted that fact a long time ago. Things changed over the years. I became an executioner for him. I did his bidding and in the end it will cause my demise. It was always a reality, but this, standing here with Evangeline at my side; his words burn into my chest.

The vows are read, we both agreed to love each other and to obey each other, but I know the end is near. And just as I thought, shots ricochet through the calm night air. I move to draw my gun from the back of my tux when pain shoots through my body.

24

Evangeline

Blood covers my white wedding gown as I hold the man that I just said I do to in my arms. Blood pools around him as I scream and cry for help. I never imagined my life would take this kind of turn. On our wedding day in the one place that Dom wanted to be. My heart hurts as I look down at him. His eyes are closed, no movement.

“Vincent!” I scream for him. He’s at my side quickly, sirens in the distance. “Please help him!” My cries are met by chaos. People are rushing around, some are calling out orders to others, men are everywhere and here in my arms my world slowly fades to nothing. He can’t be gone. I won’t allow it. My heart shatters as I pull him closer. I lean down and press my lips to his just once more and whisper our vowed words.

“Till my last breath.”

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