Sonny Side Wedding Novels & Stories

You don't need to ask for my opinion. While munching on a piece of toast, I curtly said, "Got it." He wanted me to keep things simple, huh? Well, the wedding wasn't going to have any photos, guests, or an officiant. It wasn't even going to have a bride. Dante looked at me as I calmly ate my breakfast. After giving it some thought, he added, "After the wedding, let's go to Aerona for our honeymoon. I know you've always wanted to go."

” Sonny teased as he took a seat opposite him. ” I'm not in for your banters today. I just need alone time to myself if you don't mind,” He rubbed the areas between his brows in a slightly tensed manner. ” Well I'm just here to congratulate you. I heard you have found love and you are getting married to none other than our Ms. Carmen Wallner, New York's one and only Belle,” Sean raised his head from the table this time around he threw daggers at Sonny ” Did you come here to ease my pain or rub salt on my wound?” he said furiously.

And just like that you got a wife. Trayton ~”Please remind me not to go to your wedding one day. If you can have your way you will slap a ring on her finger and head on straight to the party.” Kenton ~”Hahaha you know me all too well.” We head inside to meet up with the rest of the wedding part. All our friends and family and every other important person has joined us to celebrate and prepare for our big day. Kenton, my mom and Kaylin and I join the right side of the main table while Ava and her parents and sister are seated on the left. I take my side next to her and softly lay my hand on her tummy. It has become my new favorite habit.

Her clothes contrasted sharply with the party atmosphere that night, but Sonya didn't care; she walked steadily, accompanied by Jenny, of course. "I congratulate you both on this magnificent wedding. May you both always be happy," Sonya said sincerely, and Nina answered with thanks, while Nathan remained silent. "Mr. and Mrs. Nathan Wilson, please forgive me if I come dressed inappropriately, it's because I'm in a hurry, as I'm about to take off soon, leaving Philly."

"Just tell me what I can do for you; I'll be happy to help, Donny." "Can you persuade Mr. Jared to give me a week's leave to prepare for my wedding to Sophia?" "Of course I can. I'll talk to him right away when my husband gets home. I can't wait to see you two down the aisle." Donny said that the date had already been set with Sophia. It wasn't fancy, but they were going to have a wedding celebration and invite only those closest to them. Caroline was very happy with the news. She said she would contact a wedding organizer to help Donny prepare the wedding.

Whispers in the underworld mentioned that Jason Marino, heir to the Family with its hands in the cross-continental arms trade, supposedly loved women with slim waists. Since his recent return to the country, his eyes had landed on Sonia Stewart—sworn sister to my fiancé, Andy Black. When Andy found out, he disappeared for three whole days. I finally tracked him down in the Family's club, only to overhear a conversation that shattered my world. "I'm not just going to stand by and watch Sonia marry that playboy Jason," Andy was telling his lieutenant. "On the wedding day, you need to swap Sonia's wedding car with Leona's. No one must find out!"

This deep resentment would be laid to rest after the events that were about to follow. When we all filed into the huge ballroom for the wedding reception, there was a small band to play music for dancing at the far end of the ballroom. The band was comprised of several young men that were sons of some of the swinger couples. They have attended many sex orgies as the hired entertainment. While Bob, the father of the bride, danced with Franny for the first dance, I danced with Fiona. Within moments, I had the front of her gorgeous evening gown yanked down and I was sucking on her tits while we stood in the middle of the dance floor.

The first time I found Adrian and his private assistant, Mia, texting each other good night after midnight, we had our biggest fight yet. After that, when I asked him to keep his distance, he deliberately got even closer to her, determined to make me stop being so sensitive. He took Mia shopping for furniture for our future home, let her sit beside him in his car, and when I was sick with a fever, left me alone while he took her to his family’s estate. Every time I said something hurt me, Adrian pushed a little further. Eventually, I stopped asking. Adrian thought he had finally won. At the housewarming party for our new Tribeca penthouse, I pressed my finger to the smart lock. Fingerprint

"So, it really is your wedding today?" I looked him dead in the eye, calm and composed. "You think I'm like you? Always playing with people like they're pawns in your little games? "The wedding dress was custom-made, and Gavin brought the ring back from overseas. Neither of them was rented." Easton looked like he'd just been stabbed. "Then, the e-invite..." I opened my phone and shoved my feed in front of his face.

I walked towards the altar, folder in hand. And I froze when I saw the couple. "Is that...?" Cathy cupped a hand over her mouth, whispering behind me. "God, they're a gorgeous couple. No wonder she wants everything to be perfect. If I were marrying him, I'd want the wedding of the century." They heard us. "Sophia?" The easy confidence on Marco's handsome face shattered. A flash of panic crossed his eyes. "What are you doing here? I thought you were busy today."