Y/N Y/L/N

When we arrived, I said goodbye to her and also quickly went inside. Since I didn't buy the dress, I have to get an outfit together and I don't know yet if I will manage that.  As I was about to open the door, Tom suddenly stood in front of me and looks at me scrutinizingly. "I don't see a bag? Weren't you shopping?" without answering his question I walk past him. But when I walked in the room, there was the jumpsuit hanging. It couldn't be. How could he know that I didn't buy it for myself. As if he knew I was thinking about him, he puts his arms around me and presses a kiss to the back of my head.

"My money is your money too, princess. I have enough of it, so you don't have to worry about it if your outfits are a little more expensive." I couldn't hold back my emotions at that moment. My emotions with him are just different in general. I slowly turn in his arms and look at him. When he sees my tears, he wipes them away and gives me a forehead kiss. "I love you y/n and I never want you to worry about money again."

I stand on tiptoe and meet my lips with his. I love him. Not because of his money. No. I love him because he shows me what he's really like. Even though he comes across as a cold mob boss to others, inside he has his heart in the right place. He probably doesn't want to hear it himself, but he treats me like a princess. As he walks away he looks at me with that look where can only melt away. "Now get ready princess. We're leaving soon and we don't want to be late." I give him another kiss and disappear into the bathroom.

After an hour, I actually managed to get myself completely styled, even though I was having severe problems with my hair. Sometimes I get my hair exactly the way I want it, but sometimes I don't and today was one of those days. Thank God I still managed to get it neatly done. "Princess, how much longer do you need? We have to be downstairs in 10 minutes," I hear Tom call. I look in the mirror one last time. As I slowly open the door Tom's attention is immediately on me. He looks me up and down, which gives me goose bumps all over my body. As he licks his lips with his tongue, my desire for him grows. How does a single man manage to bring me so out of the concept that I can forget everything around me?

He offers me his hand, which he accepts with a smile. With a jerk he pulls me close to him and runs his hand along my naked back. The jumpsuit is really nice, but the back is really missing some fabric. Still, all the important parts are covered. So I can't complain about that. "You look hot princess. If we didn't have to go now, I'd rip that thing right off your body again. Unfortunately, we really have to go now," his soft lips touch mine one last time before we go downstairs.

As we leave the house, we could already see the tent. The closer we get to the event, my strange feeling from this morning comes back to me. Tom immediately noticed that something is wrong with me and stops. "Are you okay?", he puts his hand on my forehead, like a mother checking if her baby has a fever. "What are you doing?", I ask confused, taking my hand off my forehead. . "You looked the same this morning. I just don't want you to go to this event sick." I have to pull myself together not to fall into his arms right away. He's so worried about me that he'd even skip his cousin's party. "Tom, I'm fine in that way. I just have a feeling that something is going to happen." Of course, all alarm bells were activated . "You always stay close to me!" he says sternly and takes my hand in his. Something must be wrong with me, because this strict manner really turns me on. I lightly press my thighs together and look at him. "Are you wet, baby?", quickly I put my hand on his mouth. We're not alone here and he just speaks out loud that I'm Wet. How did he know that? "How?", I ask him and he laughs as he pulls me behind him. "You're pressing your thighs together, your lip is being crushed by your teeth, and you're looking at me like you're about to drag me into the next corner."

When he finished speaking, we already arrive at Alejandro and Adriana, who were looking at us joyfully. In Adriana her face you could see very clearly that she has something to do with me looking the way I do right now. "Wow Y/N! Adriana was right. You do look fantastic. Tom has good taste." he winks at him before the two go to their guests. "I'll let that go through once now, if I see you looking like that again it won't be a nice conversation" I squeeze his hand tightly, but with this little bit of strength I possess it's not even a pain for him. That's what we would need, the groom fighting with his cousin. "Get a grip! He was just complimenting me!", he looks at me grimly and snorts out loud.

On the way to our spot, I notice all the women's eyes on Tom. That doesn't bother him, of course, but such a stupid compliment from his cousin. To show the ladies who owns him I pull him close to me and kiss him. It didn't take a second before he puts his arms around me and pulls me closer. "My jealous princess," he mumbles between our kiss. Before the kiss gets too intense, I pull away and grin to the ladies who have been watching the whole time and probably wishing in their dreams that they were in my place.

"She should just know who you belong to," I tell him as he runs his hands through his hair. If he doesn't stop right now, I'm really going to pull him into the next best corner. Adriana started talking, which is why all of our attention was on her. During her whole speech I had the feeling that I was being watched. I turn around, but from all the guests the attention is focused on Adriana. "But I didn't do all the organizing alone. My fiancé's best friend, also named Alejandro helped me. Please come and join me Al."

As the person walked on stage, I feel the blood freeze in my veins and I forget everything around me.