Ella Smith...I held on to Elijah's arm for dear life as we walked through the doors. No one stopped us as we made our way to the wedding hall.The guests were already sitted at their reserved spots, and the bride had already walked down the aisle. Nicolo Jacopo and Elizabeth Williamson were standing in front of everyone, their hands locked with each other as they stared at one another.The second the door opened, everyone turned to look at us as we were the very last people to walk into the large hall.I had to give it to her, everything was beautifully set up from the flowers to the decor.Elizabeth stood tall in a long white dress with a train that could reach me from where she was standing.It was an understatement to say that she looked beautiful. But, I was going to steal the show from her if it meant that it would ruin her day.It might be a bit petty on my part, but she forced me to be petty.With Elijah and I arm in arm, we slowly started walking down the aisle.There we
Elijah Smith...It was glorious. I was proud of my wife for finally putting that red dress on.I was proud of her for taking that scarf off and showing off her scar.And I am so damn proud of her for keeping her chin up and not hiding behind the crowd like she always did.When she asked me to dance with her, I knew damn well that she wanted to steal the show.She did steal the show. Everyone had their eyes on my wife, admiring the true gem that she was. She had taken everyone by surprise, including myself.When the dance was over, my wife's sister looked like she was going to explode with rage. She had stormed off the second she freed herself from Jacopo's grip. Ella was looking up at me with sparkls in her eyes, and I could tell that she was genuinely happy.After the dance, the other wives wanted to pull my wife aside to have a conversation with her. They were obviously in awe with her, as they should be.I decided to step away but kept close enough to listen in to their con
The awaited hour is finally here. I could see a few men walking up to the gates on foot from the security feed of the camera at the front gates."Is that them?" I asked as I turned the laptop over to Connor.He narrowed his eyes at the screen before he slowly nodded his head."Yeah. That's them." He replied, sounding a bit nervous.He glanced around the room, tensly watching Dante, Harvey, Kevin, and I.Cane, who had his back against the wall as always, had dragged a chair in front of him so his brother could sit in front of him.I nodded my head and pulled the laptop closer to me again.I was really giving myself a pat on the shoulder for making Ella stay away from my office. I could already feel the air getting more and more tense with each passing second.When they got to the gates, the front guard let them in on my order, and four other gunmen walked them down the long driveway and into the mansion.From there, four more men showed them up the stairs and to my study.The second th
Ella Smith...I sat in the surveillance room, watching the zoomed-in room. My shoulders were tense after the shot that was fired. I was sure the bullet tore through Dante.The sigh of relief I blew out of my lips was huge when I realized that the bullet missed him.My heart was drumming in my chest, wondering what caused the leader of the Vipers to react this way all of a sudden.Parts of my question were answered when Connor said that she was his daughter.Who was his daughter?I was sitting at the edge of my seat as I watched Victor walk closer to Elijah's desk. I feared for my husband's life. The only reason I agreed to stay in the surveillance room was so he would be able to focus on his own safety and not worry about mine. That way, he would be able to protect himself a hundred percent.Victor dropped himself on the seat opposite from Elijah and let out a sigh. His men remained standing by the door, not making a single move before or after he sat down."It's a long story.
A few minutes after Elijah explained about what happened at Nicolo's mansion, Dante and Harvey left to check things out.I stayed in the surveillance room, too shocked to even move a muscle.My eyes were planted on the screen, watching and listening as Elijah gave orders to Kevin and Cane. He called Dalinda and told her to prepare rooms for the vipers at the furthest wing from where our room, his office, and my art studio were located. He told her to get them settled in and then once the vipers left to get to their rooms, he called a few of his men and ordered them to keep watch of the vipers from the large surveillance room. One man was assigned to look after one viper. So, in total, six of the guards were ordered to look after the six vipers.Afterward, he told Cane to take his brother back to his room so he could rest, told Kevin to check on his son and his 'ex-wife', before he left the study.I followed him through the rest of the cameras as he made his way to our room.He walked
I found myself standing at yet another funeral. I was getting tired of having to wear black and saying farewell to yet another person.Everyone was gathered around the five dug up holes with closed caskets in them. Elijah had told me that they didn't know who was who, and with how Elizabeth didn't want to have an autopsy or any tests made, they had to burry all of them next to each other, assuming that one of them was Jacopo Nicolo.I was standing by Elijah's and Dante's side, along with those who are on the web and have businesses associated with the web.On the other side, though, stood all of the families of the deceased, including my twin sister.I looked at Elizabeth with narrowed eyes. I couldn't understand how she convinced the other families not have a DNA test done to find out who was which.She definitely had something to do with what happened at that mansion. I just know she had.Elizabeth was crying, covering her mouth with the black scarf that was around her neck. Funny h
Elijah Smith...I was just as shocked as my dear wife was when I received a call from Jacopo Nicolo, the man we thought we had just buried less than an hour ago. I stared at the screen as Jacopo struggled to keep himself on his feet. On the call, his voice sounded rough and tired, and I instantly knew the man had been through it. But I did not expect his condition to be this bad.All he said was that he needed my help, he was hurt, he needed someone to pay the taxi driver, and that he needed a place to stay. The first thought that entered my mind was to wonder why my house was turning into a hotel. Housing Cilvia, Connor, the Vipers and now Nicolo... I didn't mind about the first two, but the last two bothered me. That was, of course, until I saw the condition Nicolo was in.He slammed his hand on the gate, hoping to get someone's attention so they would let him in.I gave the gate guard a call before he could turn the man away."Let him in and help him to the house." I ordered, as
I sat next to the bed while my Ella lay on her back with her t-shirt pulled up to expose the baby bump.She looked a bit nervous and a lot unsettled.Since Jacopo came to this house half dead, she's been having a very hard time sleeping or eating.She's been asking a lot about how Jacopo was doing and if he was going to heal. I could tell that she felt horribly bad for what her sister did to Jacopi, even though she didn't have to.It has been worrying me a lot as well. In the last few weeks, Ella gad lost a lot of weight, which isn't healthy considering she's pregnant."Stop stressing." I said, earning a glare from my wife. She's been having quite tye mood swings lately, and she has been a bit fisty as well, I didn't mind.I never knew someone could be adorable when they threw a tantrum over anything and everything.Ella let out a sigh before she tensed up when Doctor Morgan applied the gell onto her lower abdomen.Her glare ws turned on the old doctor, probably upset that he didn't w