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As we looked through the boutique for almost 2 hours, I found the perfect dress. A soft blue dress with a bit of glimmer, the fabric is cinched in the perfect places. (dress in the title picture).

"That's the one!" Both Clary and Destine exclaimed.

I looked at myself in the mirror as the dress hugs my hourglass body. Perfect.

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IRENE P.O.V

"You look beautiful," Destine says as I look at myself in the mirror.

Today is the day of the engagement party and when everyone will know of our relationship.

Nervous? Not so much.

Excited? No, just cautious.

Happy? Probably.

It's no secret that I like Sebastian. I'm physically attracted to him and I know I want to spend my life with him. I know what people think... How do you know that you want to spend the rest! Of your life with him from such a short time? A little bit quick don't you think?

Well for me, no. I have met so many men in my life, know types of men and only a few actually respect women. Sebastian does respect women as he should, I expect that from a man that's going to be my man.

Fuck. He accedes to those high expectations I set for myself for a husband I want. I don't quite love him, just like for now.

"Ok, chop-chop we're running late"

We rushed into my precious Lambo while Sebastian is already there at the venue.

For some reason, I have a bad feeling today. After 30 minutes of Destine scolding her husband over the phone later, we finally reached the venue.

We didn't have enough time to get everything ready so we decided the engagement venue will be at one of the available buildings that Sebastian designed. It's quite nice and open, enough for 200 participants, there are around 40 tables, even more, standing tables and many, many chairs.

As we exit the car, I smoothed out my dress and began making my way towards the sliding doors. As I made my way there, I see Damon waiting at the doors for us.

"My lady," He says as he bows down and gives me his hand. We linked arms as we made our way inside this majestic building.

"Here's a knife just in case something happens. We all made a deal for no violence but we can't be so sure"

I grab the knife from Damon's hand and placed it into the thin-thigh holster behind my thigh. He lets go of my arm when we enter the audience view.

I examine the room looking for a certain golden-eyed fiancé to find him making his way towards he without breaking eye contact.

"You look absolutely ravishing, love," Sebastian says while he gives me a peck on my cheek and snakes an arm around my waist.

"You look handsome as ever," I say as I snuggle into his chest by his side.

He's wearing a full light gray suit with a white dress shirt and the same gray tie. His suit pocket is decorated with the same soft blue colour handkerchief as my dress and a very small white flower.

As we made our way through the crowd I familiarized myself with more of Sebastian's clients and met some familiar clients too. The Italian Don is also here with his wife, they're both around our age and had an arranged marriage too.

She's not a fighter but still is a total badass, I just saw her slap the sanity out of this random girl right now. Well fuck, the other girl deserved it how she purposely almost spilt wine on her amazing dress.

"Well, she's a bitch" I say as I walked up to the Donna.

"Finally! Someone who knows it." She says as she rubs her hand with a napkin.

"I'm Irene, you?" As I give her a hand to shake.

"Verona"

"How's mafia man over there treating you?" I say as I gesture towards a very handsome no doubt man.

"A fucking asshole" She mutters.

I chuckle.

"Why?"

"You know what he did yesterday? That piece of trash forgot to pack my nachos!"

I step back from her sudden outburst. Is she on her period or is she... Pregnant?

"Are you by any chance... Pregnant?"

Her eyes snap back to mine.

"Is it that obvious?" She says.

"Oh no, not at all. Not just you cursing your husband just because he didn't bring your nachos." I say sarcastically but regretted it the moment she gave me that look in her eyes.

Never mess with pregnant mafia wives. Especially when they're Italian.

"Ok, ok chill. I take it back!" I say raising my hands up.

A laugh passed her lips as she patted my shoulders.

"It's ok, I better get back to my husband unless your engagement party wants a very pissed off baby daddy running around"

"Oh hurry up then!" I say playfully.

"Before I go, give me your phone number. I'm going to add you to the women's group chat."

"Women's group chat?"

"Yeah? It's where us, the mafia women talk shit about the men."

"Then definitely add me then, got plenty of tea to spill"

After the whole engagement part ended, we said our goodbyes and went to our vehicles.

While driving, sudden turbulence hit us.

"What the fuck was that?!" I panicked since I don't fucking want my precious Lambo Urus getting scratched.

"Drive properly Rain! Don't get my baby ruined!" A scoff escaped his lips.

I was about to grab his neck when suddenly a grenade appeared on the road ahead of us.

"JUMP! EVERYONE JUMP OUT!" Sebastian yells and we do as we're told.

Thank God I changed out of the dress before getting in the car.

My body gets caged by a very muscular body that belongs to Sebastian before I had an impact with the cemented surface.

Everything was blurry as we rolled and rolled before we came to a stop.

"Se-Sebastian," I say as I got off of him in a hurry and scanned him for any injuries.

"I'm ok, just bruises here and there" He chuckles humorously and winces.

"You might have a broken bone!" I was about to stop him from getting up but was cut off when gunshots were heard throughout the area and many screaming.

"Shit" I murmur, quickly assisting Sebastian to a safe zone.

I grab my phone from my purse that thankfully wasn't thrown so far away and called for backup.

The whole way back to the house was filled with me giving death threats to the one who destroyed the beautiful Lambo who I don't even know and Destine showering us with 'Are you ok?'s' and doctors checking us.

Somehow none of us had any serious injuries, just a lot of bruises. I somehow ended up in Sebastian's room since it was so much bigger than mine. Honestly, I just don't want to walk all the way to my room since it was on the other side of the house.

"Why aren't you sleeping in your room?" I hear a very familiar voice behind me as I grab one of his shirts.

"You know~, I'm not in the mood or physical condition to walk all the way to my room," I say as I pass him to walk towards the bathroom.

A sigh left his lips as his hand went down his face.

Coming out fully changed, I spot a topless Sebastian with only PJ pants on.

I climb into the bed and picked up my phone checking Instagram.

My page is filled with the gunshots of today and ohhh~ cute outfits!!

I tap on the picture that leads to the website.

"Yo, I forgot your address, I'm ordering something." I know this house address but only asked to engage in a conversation.

"What are you ordering?" He asks as he climbs into the bed after turning off the lights.

"Clothes," I say in a duh voice.

Telling me the address, I order the clothes.

A notification pops up showing 'Mafia Tea~'

A giggle left my lips as I read all the women who I mostly know greeting me in the quirkiest manner.

"What are you laughing about?" He asks as he puts his phone on charge.

"About something that men in our type of business shouldn't know" He raises his eyebrow. Redirecting his attention to another topic so he won't continue of this one.

"When you catch the idiot that destroyed my Lambo, you tell me the moment he's here," I say turning towards him.

He nods in response before moving close to me.

"Who knew that the big bad mafia man is a cuddler?" I laugh as he lays his head on top of my chest.

"Well, you knew for a pretty long time." He says as he yawn's at the end.

I shrug my shoulders and fell into a deep slumber.