~Leo

"What if she doesn't turn up?" I paced outside of the church

I groaned as Enzo punched my arm. 

"You're stupider than I thought if you think that she isn't going to turn up. I don't know how, but that woman is in love with you." 

"Yeah, don't worry, Leo. She'll be here." Gio muttered. 

Today was my wedding day. 

I'm going to be a husband. 

I'm going to have a wife.

And I can't fucking wait. 

Aria decided that we should get married on the anniversary of when we first met, and that suggestion alone made me fall in love with her even more. 

"Theo's texted me. They're on their way." Enzo whispered in my ear. 

 I breathed a sigh of relief as I walked into the church followed by Enzo, my best man, and my groomsmen, Gio and Killian. I greeted all of our guests as I walked up to the altar. 

A few minutes had passed when a Bruno Mars song started playing, very loudly. 

I knew what this meant, and it wasn't the arrival of Aria. 

Everyone turned towards the end of the aisle as our 'flowerboys' made an appearance. 

After a lot of begging, Nikolai and Sebastian, were allowed to be our flower boys. We didn't have any young children in either of our families, and Aria thought it would be a funny idea and that they were included. 

I still think it's ludicrous. 

They both had matching Navy suits on, with bum bags wrapped around their waists, presumably filled with petals. They danced and basically made a fool of themselves all the way down the aisle, all while throwing rose petals all over the place. 

Granted, it was quite funny and everyone else found it funny too, so I guess they achieved their goal, but all I really wanted was to see Aria now. 

A further few minutes later, the priest asked everyone to stand as the classical music Aria picked out played throughout the echoing church. 

Bria, Astrid and then Genevieve all walked up the aisle and formed a diagonal line opposite where my groomsmen were stood. Enzo then tapped my shoulder, silently telling me that Aria was here. I wasted no time in turning around and my breath was instantly stolen. 

There she was, holding onto her brother's arm, a nervous smile on her face as she smiled and waved at all of our guests. 

She was wearing a gorgeous dress, it highlighted every single part of her body perfectly and it made her look like a fucking angel.

My angel.

When she finally reached me, Theodore put her hand in mine and gave a nod and a small smile as he moved to sit down beside my parents in the front row. 

"You look stunning, my love." I whispered as I watched her face heat up. 

"So do you." she mumbled, while looking at our hands, the engagement ring still firmly planted on her ring finger. 

The priest then started talking but I didn't really hear anything he was saying, it was only when he got to the 'I do's' that I started paying attention. 

Aria slid the ring onto my finger, her face breaking out in a huge smile as she did so. I did the same to her, it fitting together perfectly with her engagement ring as we had requested. 

"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride."

As soon as he finished his sentence my lips were on hers. Everyone cheered and clapped as I did so, and she pulled away with a stunning smile painted on her face.

"I love you, Mr Romano." She giggled.

"I love you too, Mrs Romano." I smiled. God, that feels so fucking good to say. 

We all left the church after this, everyone throwing confetti over us as we walked into the reception. 

"Wow." 

I turned to see Aria looking at the decoration with wide eyes. She had planned everything, but I refused to let her do the work, so she had no idea what it actually looked like. 

"Do you like it, Amore mio?" 

"I love it! It looks so cool, doesn't it!" She exclaimed as she ran around looking at all of the smaller details. 

I nodded, smiling at her perfect self. It was only us in here for a few minutes, as the photographer said they would get group pictures of our guests first. 

"Amore, I have a gift for you." I called out to her as she was admiring the fish tank on the far side of the hall. 

"Me too!" she smiled, grabbing a small box off of the gift table. 

She thrust the box into my hands without giving me a chance to deny. I tentatively opened the box to find a keyring. It was leather, and it looks like she got writing on it. 

I am married. To Aria Romano. Back off. 

I laughed as I read the message.

"Do you like it? Do you like it?" She smiled up at me innocently. 

"I adore it, bambina." I smiled at her. 

I handed her the box after placing a small kiss on her forehead. 

"This is heavy." she mumbled under her breath as she lifted the lid of the box.

"You got me a gun!" she squealed excitedly. She has been begging me for a gun for the past five months, and every time I denied, for two reasons. One being that I don't like the idea of her having a gun, and two, I already got her one, I just wanted to give it to her on our wedding day. 

"look at the side, amore."

'Aria Romano XII Donna of the Italian Mafia' was enscripted beautifully in ornate gold letters along the side of the white gun. Mine was black, with the same gold lettering, so in a way, we matched. 

"I love it! Does it have bullets in it?" she giggled. 

"No, not right now, Aria, you should still try and scare the shit out of Enzo with it though."

"Good idea!"

Just as she had finished her sentence, all of the guests walked in, checking their name cards and taking their seats. My parents came up to us to congratulate us before taking their seats, as did quite a few of my men who Aria invited because they had been nice to her. 

She invited all of my men. 

Every. Single. One.

So it's safe to say, we had a large crowd at our wedding. 

~~~

It had been a few hours now, and everyone had eaten enough to last them an entire year. 

"What the fuck Aria? How did you get a gun?" 

I looked towards my wife, seeing her pointing her gun at all of guys, a large grin on her face.

"It has my name on it, see?" She shoved the gun in their faces. 

I wrapped my arms around her waist as I whispered in her ear. 

"It's time for our first dance, amore, are you ready?" 

She nodded and handed the gun, which she named 'belle' to Enzo. She said it means beautiful in french or some shit. 

I pulled her into my arms as we approached the dance floor. I wrapped both arms around her waist as the music began. 

"I love you." She whispered. 

"I love you too, Aria, so much." 

"Leo?"

"Yes, amore?"

"When can we have a baby?"

~~~

Author's Note:

The epilogue next and then this book is finished! 

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