BELONGING TO HIS MAFIA BILLIONAIRE UNCLE

KAYLA'S POV.

If only I knew today was going to be the day I stepped into my worse nightmare.

"Ohhh, marvelous!" Lisa gasped in delight, the moment she laid eyes on my perfectly tailored wedding dress. "This is sooo divine!" She praised.

"Wow...." Beulah teared up. "You are such a wonderful and kind woman, Kayla. You deserve every happiness in the world."

Being the only child of my parents, Lisa and Beulah were the sisters I had known since I could remember. We all grew up in the same neighborhood, attended same high school and even college.

"Thank youuuuu." I grinned, excited for my future as 'Mrs Jeffrey Pearson'.

"Kayla!" That was mom. "The chauffeur is here for you. The chapel is already filled with our guests, and the officiating priest has arrived as well. Most importantly, your husband to be, has been waiting at that altar for the past half hour! You're the only one delaying this ceremony."

"I'm ready." I replied, looking at my beautiful face in the mirror, one last time.

"Oh, great!" Mom nodded. "Aida, Beulah, please assist her to the car."

We all rushed to the car in that jittery wedding fever I had always imagined.

In no time, we got to the chapel and I saw my father standing in wait for me at the entrance.

"You look like the priceless jewel that you are, my princess." He whispered, quite teary. I still wondered how I was going to cope, being out of my parent's home.

"Thank you, Daddy." I whispered, blinking back my tears. I couldn't afford to ruin my makeup now.

Everything looked so beautiful, until I set my eyes on Joana. Dad had noticed the slight frown on my face, and he didn't need anyone to tell him what the problem was.

"What is she doing here?" Lisa whispered behind me.

"I told your mom bringing Joana here was a bad idea, but she wouldn't listen. Constantly being kind to a fault."

"Enough of all that." Mother came up behind us, a look of disapproval on her face. "She is your daughter, Luca." She said to father. "And in extension, she is mine as well. She came apologizing for her previous mistake, and I forgave her like any other parent would."

"It wasn't just any mistake, Amelia. She pushed Kayla down a staircase." He looked at mom in disbelief.

"I know." Mom gave a sad smile. "But Kayla is still alive by the mercies of the lord, and Joana is most repentant. Please let's go on with this day, as delightfully as possible."

"Fine." Dad quipped, still not looking satisfied.

Joana was my stepsister. The product of the only wrong that Dad had ever committed against mom.

"It's fine, Dad." I sighed, giving a small smile. "She is still my sister."

"So much like your mom." He whispered underneath his breath. Mom walked ahead of us, and led a remorseful looking Joana into the chapel. Lisa, Beulah, and Aunt Nicole followed suite.

Just then, the bridal tune began playing inside the hall, and Dad took position beside me, offering his arm. Releasing a deep sigh, I hung my arm around his, and he led me inside.

As we walked down the aisle, my eyes locked with that of my husband to be, and he wore a smile that literally lit up the place.

Man had been sooo convincing, I definitely didn't suspect something was off.

As soon as we got to the end of the aisle, Dad handed me over to Jeffrey, and the joining ceremony began.

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"Go, go, go shawty! It's your wedding night!...." Crazy Lisa sang in excitement, as we drove to my new home. Although she was singing a completely different lyric from what the actual song said, we enjoyed her version nonetheless. The bass beat coming from the car speakers, did nothing but make me feel so hyped up, as Beulah and I moved left and right, in tune with the beat.

"Here you go, love." Lisa stretched out her hand to me with a champagne flute in it, but mom intercepted and collected it, just before I could.

"You all have had enough." She chided. "You definitely don't expect your friend to waltz into her new home, reeking of alcohol." She said to Lisa and Beulah, who released long sighs.

"Okay, mom." Lisa nodded, collecting the champagne flute from mom, and gulping it in one go. "The bride is safe!" She yelled out excitedly, and mom burst into laughter. Lisa was obviously tipsy.

Soon enough, the car came to a stop and the chaffeur informed us of our arrival.

We all alighted the car, and the household staff all stood in a straight line, giving me a hearty welcome, which had me even more excited.

I was really married now!!

I expected to see Jeff standing by the doorway, but he wasn't.

"Maybe he is behind the door." Mom whispered into my ear, wiggling her brows up and down.

"Dressed in the very manner he is supposed to. Magic Mike!" Lisa added sultrily, teasing me to no end.

"Enough, you guys!" I laughed in embarrassment.

"We better be off, then. We shouldn't see what we aren't meant to." Lisa winked, before hopping back into the car with mom and Beulah.

By then, the maids had already carried out my few luggages from the booth of the car, seeing as I had moved most of my things before the wedding.

I rushed through the entrance of our mansion, disappointed when I didn't see Jeff behind the door, or anywhere else for that matter.

Weirdly, my anticipation rose. He definitely had a better surprise in store for me.

I rushed up the staircase, my heavy gown dragging behind me. As soon as I got to the master bedroom, I dropped the part of my gown I held in my hands, releasing a long sigh.

I was very tired, but was more than ecstatic for the night ahead. Jeff had been so patient with me, and tonight was the night he'd finally pop my cherry!

It was then, that heavy pants filtered into my ears. Those sounds definitely came from the room.

Was Jeff okay?!

Without further thoughts, I gripped the door knob and opened the door. The moment I stepped in, my eyes fell to the bed, and I froze in my spot.

It seemed as though, I had been drenched in ice cold water. I shivered internally, as I watched Jeff pound into the woman beneath him, sweating really hard as he did.

No. That wasn't real.....

My eyes were playing me. Maybe I had a little too much to drink.

Their moans and groans filled the entire room, making the entire situation every bit real. Painful tears stung my eyes, threatening to drop.

How....? How was this possible? How could he do this to me?!

The face of the woman beneath him finally came into view, and my heart dropped.

Joana.

As our eyes locked, a wry smile appeared on her face, and the tears slid down my cheeks.

Just then, Jeffery turned to look at me, a look of annoyance in his eyes. Far from the reaction I expected. I didn't want to believe the words he said next.

"Give us some privacy. Or would you rather join us?"