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   Chapter 11 Time For a Wedding

Hidden Away [Mafioso Book#2] By Serena B. Light Characters: 13258

Updated: 2018-10-26 11:21

7 years later

"No, no, no!" A feminine voice exclaimed in agitation to the men setting up the decoration around the venue. "It's meant to go there! There! Jesus Christ, "

"What about this, ma'am?" One of the men asked, holding a large vase of flowers before him.

"On either side of the altar, " She instructed while running a hand through her ebony black hair, her crystal blue eyes watching them put it away with a heavy breath. "I need a break, " She spoke to no one in particular, exhausted from all the screaming she'd been doing.

"You could use one, " A deep baritone spoke up, forcing her to turn around as a huge grin spread across her face to see her twin brother before her. "Hey, Reena, "

"Salvatore, " Serafina smiled and reached up to give him a hug.

Over the years, he grew up to be quiet the charmer and ladies' man with his rugged good looks. His dark hair paired with his dazzling blue eyes and stubble definitely made him attractive. But that authoritative and mysterious aura around him made him a 'chick magnet'. He was definitely their father's son, looks just like him when he was younger.

"How are you?"

"I'm good." He nodded, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as she wrapped an arm around his waist, both of them looking out at the venue. "How's the bride?"

"Losing her mind, "

"Where is the groom?"

"On his phone. Where else?" She remarked bitterly. "He's supposed to be helping me here, it's his wedding too."

"Hmm..." Her twin nodded in thought. "Speaking of wedding, I got you a wedding gift."

"Another?" She laughed.

"Yup, now close your eyes."

Sighing, she did as instructed and waited. Once her brother told her to look, she opened her eyes to see a tall man standing before her in a black two-piece suit with a white button up. His hazel brown hair pushed back with a strand falling onto his forehead as his misty green eyes looked at her with mirth, and a wide grin sported across his lips.

"Hey, Reena, " The man before her spoke with a wink, his presence having her cover her mouth in shock before tackling him in a hug, laughing in joy as the man wrapped his arm around her waist, lifting her off the ground.

"Alessio!" She exclaimed in joy, pulling back to look at him. "It's really you!"

"You bet it's me, " He grinned, putting her down as she held him at shoulder length. "Missed me?"

"Oh, you have no idea, cupcake, "

"Missed ya', too."

"I am going to pretend like I did not hear or see any of that, " Salvatore's voice spoke up and instantly Alessio realized whom he was in front of before taking a step back, the smile never leaving his face. "Wouldn't want you getting in trouble with your boss, but anyways-"

"-What the fuck is he doing here?" A voice interjected from behind them as Salvatore straightened and schooled his features and targeting his ice gaze towards the man behind them.

He had dark brown hair with corresponding eyes that melted to gold in the sunlight. A dark stubble sported on his jaw as he stood in a dark grey suit before the three.

"I thought I made myself perfectly clear on how I wanted him to away from my wife." Paolo turned his gaze to Salvatore who stepped forward, looking at his sister's fiancé with a raised eyebrow.

"And I made myself clear on the fact that if your guards are unable to protect her, then I will assign the men I trust to keep her safe."

"My men are very capable of doing that-"

"-The last man you assigned to her nearly got her killed in a car accident. The other one was constantly stoned. And the one before that thought he could try something with my sister." Salvatore silenced him with a raised hand. "I have told you before, and I will tell you again. Your men are just as incompetent as your Mafia and I do not trust you to keep her safe. I had relocated Alessio on the pretense that maybe you could protect her, but given how you so royally screwed that up, I am reassigning him to Serafina

o babysit you."

"You are not my babysitter." Serafina laughed, lightly slapping his chest and watching his signature grin spreading across his face at her laugh. "You're more of a constant companion, "

"So I'm your pet?"

"Well, if you think about it-"

"-Shut up."

Both of them burst into a fit of laughter at that as she placed her head against his shoulder. Heaving a sigh at knowing that she was getting married, but for some odd reason, she didn't feel excited, happy, or even nervous. She just felt calm. She felt calm and knew that nothing could ruin this day.


"Ready to go?" Alessio finally asked, pulling away from her.

Nodding, she linked her arm through his as he led her through the corridors of the church and handing her over to her father. Cupping her face, Arcangelo placed a kiss on his 23-year-old daughter's forehead and smiled down at her before they interlinked their arms.

The orchestra began playing, signaling her arrival as the guests stood up, all of them turning to look at her and smiling as she was looking at Paolo at the end of the aisle. Looking dashing in his medium grey tux with his eyes twinkling and a wide grin on his face at the sight of her.

Giving her over to him, Arcangelo went and took his seat next to his wife as the ceremony began.

"Do you Paolo Valente Costa, take Serafina Marie Regnante as your lawfully wedded wife to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" The priest asked Paolo, who stood facing Serafina, her ring in hand as he looked up at her with a devious smirk.

Serafina's blue eyes roaming over his features as her gaze halted at the little pale scar over his eyebrow, a smile forming on her blush pink lips at the memory of how he got it. They had been skipping rocks at a lake when he swung his arm too wide and hit a tree, the rock bounding back and hitting him on the forehead. Paolo had a gash there and she had grown terrified that he might go blind in one eye due to the blood and tore her dress to stem the blood flow.

An experience which had been scary back then had them now laughing at the memory.

"I-" He began saying before the sound of a gunshot rang through the venue.

Blood splattered across Serafina's face and dress, as the guests were all screaming and running in fear. Paolo's dead body fell at her feet, with the remnants of his brain smeared all over her dress and face and neck and hair and eyes and in her mouth, the metallic state of blood infiltrating her senses.

It was everywhere except for in his skull.

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