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CHAPTER (24): ⚄Always and Forever⚅


Five Months Later*

My heart felt like it was going to explode. I was a nervous werk. Letting out a breath, I look at my reflection in the mirror. My make up blended perfectly with my brown eyes. I curled my short hair, so that they hung in more waves than curls. My light skin was brushed with makeups and blush to bring out the sharp structure on my bones and I wore a soft red shade on my big lips.

I groan. "Ugh, what am I missing?" I ask myself. It feels like I'm missing something.

"You're not missing anything." A voice says from behind me. "You're just nervous, that's all. You look beautiful."

I smile, turning around to face Simon. "Thanks cuzzo." Standing to my feet, I pull him into a hug. "I'm glad you could make it."

Simon chuckles. "I wouldn't miss this for the world." He smirks, brushing off his black suit. "Even though Hawaii is better than here. No offense."

I push him. "Don't even start. We both know the Bahamas is better than Hawaii."

"It sure is." Diana says, walking into the room. She was carrying Elliott in her hands, looking gorgeous as ever. Her blue dress stopped just before her knees and her hair was finally out of a ponytail. "This baby is driving me insane, he's so whiny today."

Simon takes Elliott out of Diana's hands. "Don't talk about my nephew, like he's not in front of you." Siomn shakes his head. "And he's only whiny because he knows all the attention isn't on him today." He smiles down at Elliott. "Ain't that right my favorite nephew."

Diana rolls her eyes. "He's your only nephew idiot."

Simon turns Elliott around, before flicking Diana off. "Stop ruining me and Elliott's bonding time."

Diana decides to ignore Simon and focus her gaze on me. "You look so beautiful Kelly." She says. "You're glowing and everything. I'm so happy for you."

I smile. "Thanks D. You don't look so bad yourself."

Diana smiles, going to say something but is interrupted by a knock at the door. Dani comes into the room, with Levi right behind her. "You look pretty mommy."

I kiss her head, before pouting. "Really, just pretty? Nothing else?"

Dani shrugs. "You're pushing it mommy."

I roll my eyes at her, pushing her away. "For what it's worth Kelly, I think you look absolutely beautiful." Levi says, giving me a side hug.

I hug him back, before looking back at Dani. "We'll at least someone thinks so."

Levi chuckles, before taking Elliott away from Simon. "I have a message from your husband to be." He adjusts Elliot on his shoulders. "He says that the wedding has already started, so stop being nervous and get your," Levi pauses, "Ass down here so we can get hitched." He clears his throat. "His words, not mine."

I chuckle, shaking my head. "Only Marc."

"Alright, let's give the bride a moment to herself." Dania yells kicking everyone out. Once everyone is out, she looks at me. "Take as long as you need cuzzo."

"Thanks." I say, just before she walks out. I look at my dress once again. Along my skinny body is a strapless, white-grey dress of semi-embroidered fabric. The dress hugged my hips and flare out a bit, showing off the little curves that I had. I let out a breath. "You can do this Kelly." I say to myself. "Just go out there and marry the love of your life." With one more glance at myself, I finally get the courage to walk out the room.

Simon was the only one waiting for me, seeing as he was the one walking me down the aisle. "You finally ready?" Siomn ask. I nod my head and he takes my arm, crossing it with his. "You are one lucky gal."

"How so?" I ask, as we walk down the hall.

"You found the love of your life." He says. "Not many people find the one."

I turn to him. "You talking from experience?"

Simon rolls his eyes. "If you want to call it that, than yeah I guess." Siomn sighs. "But then I lost her."

I frown. "She's dead?"

Simon bursts out laughing. "No Kelly, she isn't dead." We stop walking and watch as the flower girl, which was Dani walk down the aisle. "The bitch decided we aren't ment to be together."

"Why?" I questioned, confused. Whoever the woman was should be proud that she had a man like my cousin.

"I wanted kids, she didn't." Siomn explains.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the bride." The announcer say through the microphone.

"Well that's her lost. You're a great guy and you'll be a great husband and father to someone one day." I say to Simon as we walk down the aisle. Everyone was starting at me, which made me even more nervous. The seats were filled with pretty much of Marc's family and friends. He had also invited some of his "business" partners. Which I knew damn well that they were apart of the mafia as well. I didn't have a problem with them attending, just as long as they didn't start any shit.

My eyes land on Marc and I felt my heart flutter. The way he looked at me, made me feel as if I was one of a kind. Marc licked his lips and I knew for a fact that he was signaling what was going down in the bedroom tonight. My eyes go from Marc then to Kevin and I frown. Kevin was crying hysterically and Wyatt was trying to get him to calm down. I look to Marc, gesturing to Kevin and he only rolls his eyes.

I finally make it to the other side of the church and to Marc's side. Siomn hugs Marc, then goes sit down. "What's up with kev?" I whisper.

Marc shakes his head. "He's an over emotional idiot."

I frown at Marc's choice of words and punch him in the arm. Ignoring his pain, I walk over to Kevin. "Kevin what's wrong?" I ask, patting his back. Everyone watched what was happening.

"You're marrying my best friend, that's what's wrong." Kevin cries.

Wyatt pinches the bridge of his nose, shaking his head. "This fuckin idiot." I hear him mumble.

"What's so wrong about that?" I ask, returning my gaze to Kevin.

Kevin frowns at me, still crying. "It means, you're taking away my best friend away from me. It means I'm giving my best friend away."

"Man up!" I hear Diana yells.

I glare at her, before looking back at Kev. "Kevin I'm not taking Marc away from you." I assured him.

Kevin pouts. "Yes you are." He sounded so much like a toddler.

Marc walks towards Kevin. "Kev man, she's not taking me away from you. Can you please stop crying so I can marry her." Marc says desperately. Kevin let's out a ugly cry, ignoring Marc.

I sighed heavily. "Kev, what can I do to get you to stop crying."

Kevin instantly stops crying. "You can agree to me and Marc having sleep overs and him hanging out with me on the weekends."

Now it was my turn to pout. "But I like having him on weekend's." I say. Kevin looks at me for a second, then scrunches up his face ready to cry again. "Alright." I say stopping him. "You can have sleepovers and have the weekends.

Kevin smiles, pulling me into a hug. "Thanks Kels."

I shake my head and me and Marc walk back to the pastor. "You guys ready now?" The pastor asks. Me and Marc nod, holding onto each other's hands. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the sight of God, and in the presence of family and friends to join together this man and this woman in Holy Matrimony, which is commended of St. Paul to be an honorable estate, instituted of God and therefore is not to be entered into unadvisedly or carelessly, but reverently, joyfully and in the love of God. Into this holy estate these two persons present come now to be joined."

The pastor continues to talk for a while and I zone out. My focus is on Marc. I think about the moment we met, till now and realize I wouldn't change a thing. This man was the love of my life.

"Kelly?" I hear Marc call.

I quickly snap out of my thoughts. "Huh?" I ask causing everyone to laugh.

The pastor only shakes his head. "I said, "Repeat the marriage vows."

"Oh okay." I clear my throat and look at Marc. "I, Kelly Moore take you, Marc Russo for my wedded husband, To love and cherish, For better or worse, for richer or poorer, In sickness and in health. From this day forward."

Marc smiles at me. "And I, Marc Russo take you, Kelly Moore for my wedded wife, To love and cherish, For better or worse, for richer or poorer, In sickness and in health. From this day forward."

The pastor smiles at us. "May the Peace and the Unconditional Love of God surround you and remain with you now and forevermore. Amen." He says. "You may now seal your vows with a kiss."

Marc smiles at me and pills me into a fiery, passionate and demanding kiss. I pull away breathlessly and we stare at the guests.

"Allow me to present Mr. and Mrs. Russo." The pastor says. Everyone claps, and cheers for us.

"We did it Mrs.Russo," Marc whispers in my ear.

I smile at him. "About time Mr.Russo,"

The room buzzed with excited chatter and children ran between the tables in a good natured game of tag. Marc and me waited a few seconds, before walking into the dining area. Applauds spread across the room. Marc sits down then pulls me towards him, making me sit on his lap. I was no longer in my wedding dress, but in a dress more manageable.

"I love you." He says, placing a kiss on cheek.

"I love you too." I say truthfully.

After a few moments the Wyatt rose from his chair and everyone else sat down. The sound of his teaspoon rapping on the side of his wineglass signalled everyone to silence. "Everyone knows that when it was just me and my older brother around, we weren't shit." He starts off. "Our parents were selfish idiots and all me and my brother had was ourselves." Wyatt looks at us, tears welling in his eyes. "Kelly you are a fuckin goddess. And without you I wouldn't have a family, and I wouldn't get to see my brother be genuinely happy." He rose his drink. "To Kelly and Marc."

"To Kelly and Marc." Everyone says in union. Everyone continues to make speeches, while me and Marc talk.

"Kelly." Diana says, walking up in front of me. Behind her I could see a woman, tailing her. "This is a friend of mine, Afra." She introduces. "And this little boy over here is Dominick, her son."

"Nice to meet you both." I say smiling. I looked at Afra concerned. She had a couple of bruises on her face, which didn't sit right with me. She stood tall, her dress stopping just below her knees. She was beautiful.

"I'll leave y'all to it." Marc says, standing up. He places a kiss on my lips, then walks away.

"The reason I want you to meet Afra, is because she's going through some similar things that you went through." Diana says.

I frown, looking at Afra. "I'm sorry to hear that." After everything I've been through, I wouldn't even wish it upon my enemy's. That's why I was opening up a program for people involved in domestic violence. I have money now, so it was no use in keeping it for myself. I haven't figured out every thing with the program yet, but I have figured out the core points. With the help of my husband and cousin's, I'm sure it will be a success. "How can I help?"

A sigh escapes my lips as I walk inside our hotel room. My feet were killing me and I was so exhausted. Thanks God, that Diana and Levi were kind enough to watch Dani for me. I don't think I could've dealt with her little self. Marc walks through the doors, throwing our luggage on the floor. He locks the door and walks towards me, planting kisses on my neck. "You don't know how happy I am that we're alone." He whispers.

"Me too." I say, trying to contain myself. Me and Marc haven't had sex in four weeks. It sure as hell won't add up to five weeks, even though I'm really tired. Marc sucks on my neck, trying to give me hickeys. "That feels so good." I moan.

"I know it does baby." He says, before lifting me up. My legs instantly wrap around him and he carries me into the bedroom, placing me on the bed. I fumble with taking off my dress, but it finally comes off. My eyes roll to the back of my head, when I feel how comfortable the bed is. Maybe I should sleep? Yeah sleep is good.

Marc throws his shirt on the floor and starts taking off his pants. "Baby?" He says, stopping what he was doing.

"Hmm?" I respond with eyes closed.

Marc steps forward. "You sleepy?"

"Very." I mumble.

I hear him let out a breath. "Guess it's a cold shower for me then." He picks me up and moves me to the top of the bed. Covering me with the sheets, he pecks my lips. "Goodnight Mrs.Russo."

"Goodnight Mr.Russo." I say, sleepily. "I'm sorry we aren't having sex tonight."

Marc chuckles. "It's alright, we can always have sex in the morning. Along with the afternoon, and evening. "

I smile. "Then I won't be able to walk again."

"That's the point baby." He says. "Love you."

"Love you too." I mumble. God I love this man. Always and forever, and it will never change.

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