《His Daredevil》26
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Chapter Twenty Six - I Do
My mom positions the veil on top of my head before stepping away teary eyed. I smile up at her and take her hand to give it a reassuring squeeze. She chuckles as she swipes a traitorous tear before cupping my face. I close my eyes and savor the moment when she hugs me to her and kisses my head.
"Sei bellissima mia cara." She whispers before pulling away. [You look beautiful my dear]
"Grazie mamma. Ti amo." I peck her cheek as I try to reign in my emotions. [Thank you mama. I love you.]
"Ti amo." She smiles as she caresses my face.
Today is the day of my wedding with Roman. We've flown out to Italy to host it in Tuscany as we fell in love with the venue. Initially me and Roman were set on having it in the US but we also looked at venue options in Italy. We had decided to go for the castle overlooking the vast countryside and vineyards. It has its own church too which is a bonus.
"Ready?" Dad pops in and his eyes widen before he too tears up at the sight of me.
I laugh as I stand and make my way over to him. My brothers and sisters-in-laws enter the room and I greet them all happily. Everyone becomes slightly emotional but thankfully Romeo makes a comment about him needing to get married before he gets grey hair which makes us all laugh. I certainly would have ruined my makeup otherwise.
Marissa and Madelyn fawn over my dress and the girls giggle excitedly as they run their hands over the material of the skirt. I'm wearing a stunning white dress with a silk skirt and layers of tulle over it. The bodice is made from a translucent material with balloon sleeves. Beautiful floral details are embroidered everywhere on the gown with white thread and beads. It looks delicate yet elegant and I knew it was the one ever since I first laid eyes on it.
My bridesmaids, Hailey, Dakota, Briar and Cleo step inside and squeal excitedly once they see me. I chuckle happily as they join in on the chatter about the day ahead. Although Hailey was sad that I won't be joining her in Canada she understood and we keep in touch regularly as always. We had gone out to dinner the day she landed and spent the entire evening catching up and reminiscing about our college days. I've become quite close with Dakota, Briar and Cleo too over the past few months and we're almost inseparable by now. They're all wearing blush toned dresses but I let them decide what style they wanted.
I thank everyone for the compliments before Alessandro glances at his watch and states that it's time. Everyone files out before me and my dad have a sweet moment like I did with my mother. I almost break down and cry when I hear his shaky voice as he remembers some memories of when I was young, realizing how fast I grew up.
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I peck his cheek and wipe away a traitorous tear from his cheek before smiling reassuringly. "I'll always be there papa. I'm sure Roman's going to get sick of me soon and ship me back here."
That cheers him up and he throws his head back as he laughs loudly. Shaking his head, he kisses my cheek before taking me towards the hall. We reach the closed double doors where Marzia and Serafina stand with their flower baskets. They smile excitedly when they see me and I kneel to peck their cheeks.
The doors open before Marzia and Serafina walk down the aisle scattering flower petals. I peek at the decorations and sigh in content when everything is just the way me and Roman wanted it...mostly me. I grin in amusement when Serafina gives up on walking once she's done and crawls to Marissa instead.
I loop my arm through my dad's and we start making our way down the aisle. My heart races frantically as I focus on not falling or doing something embarrassing. But the second I look up and meet the emerald eyes that I love so much all my doubts and fears fade away.
I feel my heart skip a beat as Roman smiles at me with adoration shining brightly in his eyes. He looks so handsome in his black suit with his groomsmen behind him in navy suits. Noah sends me an excited smile as he stands with the rings and Mac, the best man, just winks cheekily which makes me chuckle in response.
Roman picked some of his brothers and team to be his groomsmen but Ryder and Hunter took the backseat as they wanted to help Ella and Zoe take care of the children on the day. I glance at both the Morettis and the Jacksons and smile happily as they wave back at me.
"Ti amo passerotta. Sempre." Dad whispers as we make it to the end of the aisle. [I love you little sparrow. Always]
"Non farmi piangere papa!" I laugh as I rapidly blink away the oncoming set of tears. "Ti amo, sempre." [Don't make me cry papa! I love you, always.]
He kisses my hand and cheek before giving me away to Roman. I breathe shakily as I step up to him and smile widely as we hold hands. He rubs his thumbs in soothing circles on my skin to help me calm down and I can't help but peck his cheek quickly. The crowd laughs and I grin when he shakes his head with a laugh.
"You look breath taking my love." He whispers and I feel giddy all over again like the first time I met him.
"You look very handsome yourself." I wink and snicker when the officiator starts the ceremony.
Everything runs smoothly to my relief and before I know it me and Roman are saying "I do" and sealing it with a kiss. The guests erupt into cheers and claps as Roman takes my hand before we start making our way down the aisle. Rose petals are thrown over our heads and I laugh in delight as he pulls me out of the hall. We get our pictures taken with our families and friends while the guests enjoy some drinks before me and Roman leave to freshen up.
"You're finally mine in every way Elena Jackson." He murmurs as we enter the bedroom I was staying in.
"As you are mine." I smile as we share another sweet kiss. "You look better than I even imagined you would."
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"Hmm, what else did you imagine?" He chuckles huskily as his thumb traces my bottom lip.
"I'll make it all come true tonight don't you worry." I wink cheekily as I bite down on his thumb.
"Fuck, you're such a tease!" He groans before gripping my hips and kissing me fiercely.
I laugh and we make out for some time before finally getting ready for our reception. I change into a stunning white dress that's covered in white sequins on a delicate and sheer material. It has a sweetheart neckline with the sequined material wrapping around my left shoulder and leaving the other bare. It's also backless with a high slit in the skirt, enough to make it look elegant.
We walk into the ballroom of the castle and I grin widely when it's decorated exactly the way I wanted it. Me and Roman take our seats as dinner is served and toasts are made. Judah, Cleo and Mac are especially a hit with the guests as they make everyone laugh about stories of us. Our parents make some emotional toasts and I find myself letting tears slip every now and then throughout their speeches.
We have our first dance as husband and wife before everyone else takes over the dance floor. I dance with all the boys from the team and our families until my feet hurt. Thankfully the time comes around to cut the cake and I make my way to the table with Roman's hand intertwined with mine.
The evening continues with everyone enjoying themselves which makes me happy. Me and Roman dance a few more times before he sneaks me out of the ballroom. I follow him with excitement as he guides me towards the entrance and smile widely when there's a car waiting for us on the driveway.
"Ready for our honeymoon?" He asks as he helps me down the steps.
"Yes! I can't wait!" I grin as we get inside and the driver pulls out onto the countryside roads.
Thankfully I know where we're going for our honeymoon because I'm not the most patient person in the world. We are going to be jetting off to Bali for some relaxation before exploring other parts of the world. Me and Roman have taken some time off work to travel as much as we can as it's always been on our lists of things to do. And what better way than to travel with the man I love.
We arrive in Bali after a long flight and are taken straight to the hotel. I look around our private villa in awe and wander outside to see a surrounding pool with steps to a waterfall at the back which is shrouded in darkness because of the rocks and plants. I make my way into our bedroom and look out of the double doors at the beautiful view of Bali down below. A breathless laugh escapes me as Roman hugs me from behind.
"This is amazing!"
"It certainly is better than the pictures online." He murmurs before gently kissing a spot behind my ear that makes my toes curl in pleasure.
I bite my lip hard as he peppers hot, open-mouthed kisses along the curve of my neck and across my bare shoulder. I turn in his arms and bring his lips down to meet mine in a heated kiss. He groans softly as I take off his coat and throw it haphazardly to the side. I unbutton his shirt before slipping it off too and running my fingertips across his warm skin.
"Ever skinny dipped?" I murmur as I turn my back to him and swipe my hair out of the way.
"No." He replies huskily as he unzips my dress.
I feel the warm breeze greet my skin as I'm left in my panties. I turn to see his eyes darken lustfully and I laugh as I walk backwards. I lock my thumbs inside the waistband and pull at the material before slipping them off. He bites his lip as he watches me get naked before taking slow steps towards me.
I turn just as I'm by the pool and hear some rustling behind me as he takes off the rest of his clothes before his body presses against mine. I feel his mouth against my neck as he peppers my skin with kisses. I moan softly as I get all hot and bothered...which is quickly ruined when he pushes me into the pool.
"Roman Jackson!" I glare as I come up to the surface just as he jumps in.
He smirks cheekily before swimming after me in the water as I try to get away. I laugh as his hands caress my skin in a teasing manner. He eventually catches me and pulls me underwater by my ankle. I turn to him just in time for him to press his lips against mine. We kiss until air becomes a matter of priority and swim up to the surface again.
I grin widely before swimming towards the waterfall. There's a small deck behind it which is hidden from sight because of the plants and trees. Our lips meet again in a fierce and passionate kiss, stealing our breath away as if we can't resist. He chuckles breathlessly before hauling me up. A squeak of surprise escapes me when he hoists me onto his waist before making his way back inside. He grabs a pack of condoms out of the pocket of his pants before rushing to the bedroom.
A giggle escapes me when he throws me down onto the soft sheets. My hands disappear into his soft strands as his fingers roam my bare body. He smiles against my heated skin as he leaves no inch of skin untouched by his lips.
"Rome please!"
I don't even know what I'm begging for. I sigh in content as he rolls a condom onto his length before entering me. I cry out his name, meeting each and every one of his hard thrusts. His curses and groans echo in the room as he takes my hands and holds them above my head.
"So fucking good baby! I can't get enough of you!" He hisses as he kisses me fervently.
I wind my arms around his neck as I kiss him back. His pace increases and the bed squeaks underneath us with the headboard slamming against the wall loudly. My mouth opens in a silent scream and stars cloud my vision. It doesn't take long for me to become undone and I shudder breathlessly from the aftermath, watching him follow.
"Fuck, I love you Elena." He breathes as he lays by my side.
"I love you too." I murmur as I turn and cuddle into his side after he's discarded the condom.
"We should go skinny dipping more often."
I laugh softly and turn on my stomach to press a kiss to his chest. "We could go again after a nap?"
I watch his eyes turn darker with desire as they roam over my body. His hands are on me in an instant and I bite my lip when he slaps my behind. He pulls me onto him and I gasp when I feel his excited length against me.
"Who said I was done with you my love?"
And so, we end up making love several times throughout the night and going for a skinny dip twice. It's safe to say that our plans to go explore Bali become postponed until late afternoon the next day.
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