Ella POV:

"What?" Dante asked.

"Alessandro and Camilla are dating" I repeated.

"Please tell me I heard incorrectly" he said, standing up and walking towards us.

"No, they're dating. Is there something wrong with that?" I asked.

"No, it's just- che cazzo!?" he yelled. (what the fuck!?)

"Dante!" I said.

"When did you start dating?" he asked Camilla.

"Yesterday, after you guys left to go to your room, I went back to my room. But Alessandro came in, he kissed me, and we confessed to having feelings for each other" Camilla explained.

"Fine, if you're happy then I approve. But Alessandro let me warn you, hurt her and I'll torture you till you beg me to end your life" Dante said.

"Dante, was that really necessary?" I asked, crossing my arms, and glaring at him.

"Yeah, now Camilla and Alessandro leave because I need to talk to Ella alone" Dante said, walking back to his desk.

"Sure, bye Ella and thank you" Camilla said, as they both left.

"What do you want?" I asked, walking towards him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him and sat me on his lap, with my face facing his.

"It's about our wedding" he said, with a smirk.

"What? Did something happen?" I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck, and playing with his hair.

"No, no. It's just that I wish to move it to tomorrow" he said.

"Really!? Yes!" I shrieked.

"Good" he said, as he pulled me closer and kissed me.

"I should go and let you work, shouldn't I?" I asked.

"Hmm" he said, pulling me in for another kiss. When suddenly someone came walking in.

"Che cazzo!? Do you not know how to knock?" Dante yelled. (What the fuck!?)

"I'm uh, sorry" he said. It was Adrian, the Russian Mafia leader.

"Oh, Adrian, I'm sorry I thought you were someone else" Dante said, as I got off of Dante.

"I'll get going and leave you two to talk" I said, giving Adrian a smile and leaving.

Dante POV:

"She's nice; your fiancé" Adrian said.

"Mhm, she is" I agreed as he sat across of me.

"Now, the contract" he said.

"Yes, are you agreeing on an alliance between the Russian and Italian Mafia?" I asked, hoping he says yes.

"Yes, I'll be signing it and forming an alliance with you" he said, grabbing a pen from my desk.

"Good, I'm glad we saw eye to eye" I said, handing him the contract to sign.

"There, I'm ready to see what this new alliance between us brings" he said, as we both stood up.

"As am I" I said, shaking his hand.

"I'll be seeing you soon then" he said, as he was about to leave.

"Wait" I said.

"Hmm?" he hummed.

"Here" I said, grabbing something from my drawer.

"What is this?" he asked, looking at the closed envelope.

"It's Ella and I's wedding invitation. I'm waiting to see you and your wife at our wedding" I said.

"Oh, of course I'll come. When is it?" he asked.

"Tomorrow morning"

"Then I'll see you tomorrow at your wedding" he said, walking out.

I walked out and made my way to the main lounge. There was no one there, I sat at the bar and grabbed a bottle of red wine and opened it and poured myself a drink. I drank it slowly as I scrolled through unanswered emails on my phone. Suddenly someone came up from behind me and threw their arms around my neck. I turned around to see my sister. She hugged me tightly and let go.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"What? Can I not hug my older brother?" she asked, taking the wine, and pouring herself a glass.

"It's just you don't usually hug me" I said, looking up at her.

"Yeah, but today I'm happy. Alessandro and I are dating, and you and Ella are getting married next week. It's just I'm really happy" she said, with a grin.

"The wedding has been moved to tomorrow morning" I said.

"What? Since when?"

"Since this morning, I talked to Ella, and she agreed with me"

"Oh okay, but why?"

"Because the sooner we're married the better. Our wedding has been postponed so many times and I can't wait any longer" I replied, taking another sip from my wine and she did the same.

"You know, I never thought you would fall in love and get married, it all feels so surreal" she said.

"I know, me too. I never thought I would love a girl this much" I said.

"I'm happy for you Dante, really" she said, grinning at me.

"Thank you" I said, smiling back at her.

~~~

Ella POV:

It was the next morning and Camilla and I were getting ready together, and Dante and Alessandro were getting ready together. Camilla was doing my hair and I was sitting silently in front of my mirror. Who would've thought that I would be getting married? I never thought I would be getting married, nor falling in love. How did I get so lucky?

"You look so beautiful" Camilla said, as she rearranged my hair a little from the front.

"Thank you, you look beautiful too" I said, standing up to hug her. Suddenly we heard the doorbell ring.

"Who could it be?" I asked.

"I have no clue, let's find out" Camilla said, as we walked downstairs.

We walked downstairs to see Dante open the front door.

"Oh no, um Ella run back upstairs now!" Camilla said.

"Dante already saw my dress, so it's fine" I said.

"Who's at the door?" Alessandro asked, coming up from behind us.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Dante yelled.

A woman ran in trying to catch her breath.

"You, you're the woman from the bus stop!" I said, walking up to her.

"Oh my, hi there. Weird way to see each other again. Why are you wearing a wedding dress though?" she asked.

"Because I'm getting married" I said, giving her a weird look.

"Cosa vuoi?" Dante yelled. Dante was wearing his white buttoned up shirt and black pants with his blazer still in his hand. (What do you want?)

"I need to tell you something important" the woman replied.

"Get the fuck out!" Dante yelled.

"What are you doing here?" Camilla asked, holding back tears.

What is going on? Why does Dante look like he hates this woman? And why does Camilla look like she's disappointed to see her. Who is this woman and what relation does she have to Dante and Camilla?

"Dante, calm down. Who is she?" I asked, placing my hand on his arm.

"Ella meet my amazing and a bitch of a mother" Dante replied.

"Quelle?" I asked in disbelief. (What?)

"Dante, have respect for me, will you?" the woman said.

"Respect? To you? Vaffanculo!" Dante yelled. (Fuck off!)

"Dante, she's your mother!" I snapped.

"And I don't give a fuck! Get out, you're not going to ruin my happiest day!" Dante yelled.

"Dante, please someone is threatening you and Ella!" she said.

"Che cosa?" Dante asked. (What?)

"I get it if you hate me, I know I made a mistake a long time ago, but I did it for a reason, your father was cruel to me" she said.

"Cruel to you? You left me with that asshole! You could've taken Camilla and I with you! He treated me like shit! Like I wasn't even his son! So, don't you think that you did something right because you didn't!" Dante yelled.

"Please, at least let me warn you!" she yelled.

"Dante, let her speak" I said.

"Thank you dear. Now Marco kidnapped me a few days ago telling me about how he plans on killing you today at your wedding. He plans on coming and telling you about that he finally won and he's getting his revenge and he'll leave before a bomb goes off and kill everyone at the wedding. I managed to escape and found you and I came here to tell you before you all pay the price for Dante's mistake. Please, I know you hate me, but you need to trust me and don't get married today..." she explained.

"He fucking ruined my wedding so many times, but not this time. We're getting married!" Dante snapped.

"Mais-" I said. (But)

"But I have a plan" he said.

"What is it?" Alessandro asked, with a smirk.

"We still get married to lure him to us, we let him come to our wedding. We pretend we know nothing of the bomb, whilst one of our qualified men go to stop the bomb. We'll all be safe and then my mum will come, and we'll tell Marco, that I won. And then I'll kill him" Dante explained.

"I think it's a great plan and it might just work and the best part is that we'll finally get to kill him" Alessandro said.

"Do we seriously have to do this on our wedding day?" I asked, with a frown.

I want to remember our wedding day as a beautiful day that I never wanted it to end. A day that I can tell our kids all about, a day which I'll never forget... And now it's going to be a day of bloodshed. A day where blood is going to be spilled, a day where probably a war is going start between the two most powerful Italian mafias. A day where I'll always remember as a nightmare...

"Yeah, let's do it" I said, with a fake smile.

"Great, then everyone act normal and mum you go and dress better, if you're coming to the wedding" Dante said.

"Of course, I'll be right back" the woman said as she left.

"Please be safe" I said, hugging Dante.

"I promise" he said, hugging me back.

"How am I supposed to believe that? You're going to have to fight Marco and what if he hurts you? What if- if you really get hurt..." I said, with tears in my eyes.

"Don't cry, I'm going to be perfectly fine, I promise you. And I promise to protect you as well" he said, kissing me in front of everyone including his mother who just walked downstairs.

She cleared her throat, "We can go, if everyone else is ready" the woman said.

"Yes, let's go" Dante said, as he gave me his hand.

~~~

"NO!"

"Please don't leave me"

"Please..."

"Someone call the ambulance!"

~~~

"Ella! Ella wake up, it's just a nightmare!" a voice yelled, shaking me awake.

I shot my eyes awake and saw that we were in the car, driving to the wedding and I had fallen asleep and Camilla was shaking me awake from my nightmare.

"I had a bad dream, that's all" I said, giving Camilla a faint smile.

~~~

"You may kiss the bride" the priest said. Dante grabbed my waist, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips against his.

"I love you, cara mia" he mumbled. (my darling)

"I love you too..." I mumbled.

Suddenly as we had hoped, Marco comes walking in like he owns the place. He wore an expensive tux, and his hair was slicked back.

"Ah, Dante nice to see you again. And Ella, I see you're alive" he said, with a smirk.

"What the hell do you want?" Dante yelled, getting in front of me.

"Oh, nothing really. Just to tell you that I've won" Marco said.

"Boss, the bomb has been deactivated" a man said, from Dante's earpiece.

"Right, of course you think you've won" Dante said, with a smirk on his face.

"Che cosa?" Marco asked. (what)

"It's funny that you think you've won" Dante said, walking towards Marco.

"Oh, I did win" Marco said with a smirk.

"No, you didn't actually" Dante's mum said, walking out in front of Dante.

"What? How the hell-" Marco said.

"I told him everything, I told him about your big master plan. The bomb has been deactivated already, and no one is going to die" Dante's mum said.

"No, that's impossible!" Marco yelled.

"I was always better than you Marco and today proved it, you may have been two steps ahead of me, but I was three steps ahead of you" Dante said, pulling out a knife.

"No, you were never better than me! You killed my parents in cold blood! You're a monster and a killer!" Marco yelled as Dante snapped and attacked him.

Marco dodged it and grabbed Dante's arm and pulled it towards him and tried to plunge the knife in his heart, but Dante being stronger pushed him off and the knife flew to the ground out of reach from both men. Dante was on top of Marco and was punching him in the face non-stop. Marco grabbed his arms and flipped him and now he was on top of Dante, punching him non-stop. Suddenly Dante let out a scream and Marco got off of Dante. Marco stood up with a smirk, he had stabbed Dante with his own knife, he stabbed him in his heart.

"NO!" I yelled, as I ran over to his body.

"Please don't leave me"

"Please..." I yelled, shaking him.

"Someone call an ambulance!" Camilla yelled, with tears running down her cheeks.

"Call an ambulance and you'll end up just like him!" Marco yelled, grabbing my arm, and holding the knife to my neck. Dante tried to speak, but from the pain he was feeling, he couldn't bring himself to talk.

"Let her go!" Camilla yelled.

"I already killed Dante, Ella will be next and you're about to see me kill her, Dante. You killed my parents in cold blood and now I'm about to kill your wife in cold blood. Revenge is sweet" Marco said, with a smirk.

"Do you know what's sweeter, killing a son of a bitch!" someone yelled, and Marco suddenly let go of me and I fell to my knees and so did Marco.

I let out a scream as I saw blood trickle down Marco's mouth. Antonio and my father were standing behind him, with Antonio holding a bloody knife in his hands, and my dad standing beside Antonio with a smirk on his face.

"D-dad, Antonio?" I asked, with tears in my eyes.

"Burn in hell!" Antonio yelled, as Marco stood up to his feet.

"I trusted you! And you fucking betrayed me! I gave you everything! If anything, you're the son of a bitch!" Marco yelled, as he fell to the ground, putting pressure on his stab wound.

My nightmare has become a reality...