All Chapters of Roll The Dice: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

I watched the brothers walk away before turning to offer the associates an apologetic smile. “I’m so sorry for their behavior. They can be a little controlling. Alek just came back and is a little possessive over me. I promise he won’t bother us anymore. Let’s get back to finding me a dress.”The woman nodded. “Right this way, Madam De Sangre.”I followed her back to the dressing room, where there were already four stunning wedding gowns hanging on a rack. One of them was red and black, like I wanted it to be. I immediately turned my attention to the associates who came into the room with me.“Are all of these dresses available in red and black?” I asked worriedly.“Yes, Madam De Sangre. It might take a few weeks to come in, but we can get it. Is there any dress that you want to try on first?” one of them asked.“I’d like to try on Storm’s first.”“Perfect.”They began to move the dresses around before they placed a stunning half lace and half-sheer gown on the top. My mouth dropped o

After setting up appointments for fittings on the chosen dresses and choosing a dress for our flower girls, which was mainly chosen by Landon, because he was already overly protective of Jill, we left the boutique. We escorted Charlene back to her house, where Preston and Jill were waiting for her on the porch, drinking tea at the little patio table. Landon, who wisely stayed on the sidewalk, waved cheerily to them, while Preston scowled deeply at him, but thankfully didn’t say anything. I could already tell that this was going to be a fight in a decade, but hopefully by then, Preston would know Landon better and wouldn’t try to eat him every time he saw him, but who knew? If Preston were even half as protective as my father had been, he wouldn’t like Landon, even in death.When we got back to the casino, I hugged both Storm and Landon before eagerly running into my mate’s waiting arms. He scooped me up without hesitation and carried me up to our penthouse, where he sat on the couch,

That evening, after a long nap and another feeding, I sat on the couch, curled up next to Alek, who had his arm around my shoulders, holding me close to his side. We were watching a sappy love story, but I couldn’t focus on it. I was too consumed with the memory of Alek’s conversation with my father. I couldn’t help but wonder if Alek would share the book with me. Suddenly, the TV was turned off, and I was scooped up. When Alek made it to the one door in the penthouse that hadn’t been opened by me in decades, I wrapped my arms around his neck.“Alek…”He tilted my face up so that I was looking into his eyes. “I know that this hurts, beautiful, but you can’t keep burying your grief. You love your parents, even after all this time; your love still burns bright. You miss them. You want them back, but you’re hurting yourself by choosing not to think about them. You’re never going to have the chance to come to peace with their loss if you don’t let their memory in. Don’t let them die all o

Three Weeks LaterStorm breezed into my home office, smiling at me as she sat in the chair in front of my desk, glancing at Alex, who was sleeping on her play mat across the room. Alek and Galen were in her territory, training her men while we were at the casino, working on budgets. She handed me the blood bag she had left to retrieve.“You look a little pale, Tawn. You need to eat, or Alek will murder me when he gets home,” she told me.“Thanks, Storm,” I said, as I leaned back in my chair, studying her face. “So, Alek told me that Galen has been doing well with the dream walking training. Have you been able to speak to your parents yet?”She was quiet for a moment before nodding. “Yes. They were happy to see me.” She was quiet for a long moment before sighing. “Daddy says that he’s proud of us, and Mom wants us to know that she’s happy that we are still as close as we were when she left us.”I tilted my head as I studied her face. “That’s not all that happened. Why do you look sad?”

3 Weeks LaterI looked up from the papers I was reviewing when Landon cleared his throat. “Tawnie, it’s 11 AM.”I groaned as I rolled my shoulders back and placed my hand on my growing baby bump. “I think you’re more eager for this appointment than I am, and you’re not even going.”“I can’t help it,” he mumbled. “You get to see the very person that I long to. Why wouldn’t I be eager for you to go so I can get a report of what happened?”I laughed softly as I climbed to my feet. “Are you sure you don’t want to go with me to the fitting?”“I’m positive. I swore to stay away from her until she was 18. I’m going to follow through with it. I’ll meet you at the clinic afterward,” he replied as Alek knocked on the door before poking his head around it.“Hey, baby, are you ready to go to the fitting?” he asked eagerly, making me groan.“No, and neither are you,” I told him. “You only want me to go so you can go to the appointment afterward.”He grinned as he scooped me up before walking out o