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Lily grins, and I roll my eyes. "What are you all doing here?" I ask again, this time, looking at Elena. "Wedding planning." Catalina says, and I roll my eyes. "My wedding is still February, and there's no big plans, it would be small and intimate." I say, and Fran laughs. "I am new to your world, but you are a Flower, and your Fiancé is a Lycan, the Lycan." "So?" I frown at her. "What she means is that, your wedding is The Wedding of the decade, if not the Century, everyone will be there, whether you like it or not." Lola says.

I rub at my neck anxiously, hating he not only saw the footage, but is bringing it up. "Come on sissy boy, lets see how hard you really hit." Les holds his hands up, wanting me to punch them as fast and hard as I can. I raise my fists, ready to throw this fucker down along with my bed reputaion. Tate "So wait, you don't want a traditional wedding topper?" Camden looks at me a confused look as we stand in the posh La adore Wedding. It's a wedding planner franchise that Chloe found here in Chicago.

The day we would replace the memory of that necessary, timid first wedding with the vibrant, joyful reality of our true, hard-won love. The planning had been swift, efficient, and wonderfully ours. It was small, exactly as Calan had promised. The location was the courtyard of a historic, private club Calan owned upstate—a place of quiet elegance and old stone, surrounded by towering, autumnal trees. As I dressed, the atmosphere was one of quiet, shared excitement. Mildred, who had been elevated to the role of my primary maid-of-honor and spiritual guide, hovered, her eyes bright with suppressed tears.

After hearing their story she was glad that they had both come back together and are now getting married. Jelena and Maximino's wedding was a grand affair, held at one of the largest chapels in H city. The venue was a stunning masterpiece of architecture, with towering stained glass windows that bathed the chapel in a warm, colorful glow. The high vaulted ceilings, adorned with intricate carvings and chandeliers, created an atmosphere of elegance and opulence.

“We hire the best event planners in the city and give them a 48-hour deadline for proposal drafts.” Mr Westwood leans forward, seemingly intrigued. “Color scheme: white and champagne gold. Imported roses. Not local, imported. Orchids flown in from Singapore, or Spain. Crystal centerpieces. Real crystal, not acrylic.” Damian leans back in his chair, arms folding across his chest, watching me. I continued. “A live orchestra for the ceremony. A full string quartet during dinner. No DJs. It is the wedding of Hartley and Westwood, not a nightclub.” Mum nods approvingly.

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Six 3 MONTHS LATER Camilla’s POV The past few weeks were a little bit hectic. A mix of work, wedding planning and a lot of other things. The wedding was in four days and we could finally take a break. We didn’t want to have our wedding in New York. We both agreed on a destination wedding. There wasn’t going to be a crowd, it was only a few people invited. We were going to Monaco for both the civil and church wedding. We were to leave later that evening for our flight. Martha took over my packing, she wanted me to rest for a bit. I decided to take a walk around the compound for a few minutes.

None of the weddings he has done have gone the traditional route and none of us would have it any other way. “ Do you, Gretchen Madaline Wainwright, take Kelley Speed Rodriguez to be your wedded wife. To stand by her side through hell and highwater. Throughout the best times and the shitty times. To forsake everyone but your husband for her?” Viper asks. “ With every beat of my heart.” I say smiling at Speed. “Good answer.” Viper says turning to Speed. “ Kelley Speed Rodriguez do you take Gretchen Madaline Wainwright to be your wedded wife? To hold from this day forth. Do you promise to put her before your car and crew? Do you promise to cherish her as you would a first place win? To forsa

It’s been three months since the council and I voted to put Camie and my Dad in the D.C. facility. They can never bother us again. Mom and Laura are helping plan my wedding. The color scheme is gold and wine red. I sat in my office as we went over the plans mom is going to walk me down the aisle. Amanda is going to be the flower girl. The wedding is going to be in December this year. And it’s going to be in our backyard.

She wouldn't let her heart win, she would marry Laurence and give her family happiness. "I'm ready dad, let's go," she said, wiping and fixing up her face. "Are you sure?" Asked her dad and she nodded. Her dad led her out and down the stairs to the main house. The wedding would be held in the banquet hall near the reception room. A huge statement wreath arch took on a circular shape on one of the walls to represent the couple’s unity. The ceremonial table covered with a white satin cover was placed at the altar for the lighting of the unity candle ceremony. The marriage officiant was waiting with Laurence and Liam as his best man. Carmella, River, and Lisa dressed similarly as bridesmaids gr

Ann took a piece of pancake and devoured it deliciously. "To be more practical and not to cause an unnecessary fuss, Jace and Jax agreed to register our marriage in the civil registry as soon as possible. So we can postpone the wedding. The Carter family are busy people who are quite modern and individualistic. They only see the party as part of business or politics. So it doesn't matter if the wedding is later in the future. So if you don't mind, we can take care of it right away,” Jake said, expressing his opinion.