"We seek the comfort of another.

Someone to share and share the life we choose.

Someone to help us through the

neverending attempt to understand ourselves.

And in the end,

someone to comfort us along the way."

~ Marlin Finch Lupus ~

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Giovanni Leone Santorini's POV

THE TIME felt so agonizingly slow. It's almost sunset and yet, they haven't arrived. What took them so long? I groaned inaudibly. I looked around the pavilion and I felt so proud of my men. Sai said the place looks like it rained with flowers of different hues, but I thought it looks wonderful. My eyes averted to Sai and he just put down his phone.

"They are here," he casually said as he walks towards me, and the hope rose in my chest once again.

"I'll just go to the washroom real quick," I said and headed to the adjacent washroom. I just pace inside the washroom, back and forth trying to calm my nerves. I'm starting to panic. I wonder what will she say. Will she be happy? Or will she freak out?

Of course, she will freak out. You kidnap her, dick! My rational head lectured.

I shook it off and tried to look on the bright side. She'll be ecstatic, I kept telling myself. After some time, I felt relax, I emerge out from the washroom and walk towards where Mr. Baldwick was standing.

(This is the dress I'm picturing her wearing but in a chiffon fabric.)

I saw Enna looking around the place with awe and hope doubled in my chest. Warm feelings shaded me whole. The sun that was about to set felt like it rose again and brightened the day. She looks so stunning in her sleek, lightweight chiffon dress, that sweeps across a halter neckline and with a princess-seamed bodice, lace-up racerback. Full skater skirt and a hidden side zipper.

(Tuxedo of Gio. Picture whoever guy that fits to be Gio in your head. I'll picture Bernardo Velasco buff with muscles.. as my Gio.)

The skirt softly dances in waves as the cool breeze kisses it. Her endless, flawless legs made my lower member stiffened and rose to life ever so slowly. My crotch starting to get tighter. I snapped back my eyes to her refreshing face, ignoring the dark circles beginning to get visible under her eyes, the bloodshot eyes, just focusing on her sweet face that I loved and adored. Once again, I feel myself falling into an abyss, abyss of love.

When her eyes darted to me, her forehead scrunched, eyes slowly turning into slits. Panic suddenly rose inside me. I frantically sauntered towards her.

"GIVE ME YOUR GUN!" she said through clenched jaws with her palm outstretched at Vito.

"Bambolina," I muttered frantically, mixed emotions resounding in my voice as I step closer. I saw Vito from the corner of my eyes, grinning deviously as he reaches for his back. I snapped my head to him and send him a warning glare.

He chuckles and drop his hand on his side.

"Sorry, Enna. My gun is harmless. It can't kill." Enna glared at him. Vito raise his hands in silent surrender.

I stop a few inches away from her and saw the tears glistening her eyes. My heart clenched and I wanted to kiss those tears away. I don't want to see her crying, it breaks me.

"Bambolina," was all I could say. I feel choking. Our closeness made me feel lost. Lost with the longings I've felt. I missed her, staring at her this close, it aches me to hold her, but staring at her stormy eyes sparkling with anger, quelled my aching desires.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" And in a blur, her knees connected to where the sun don't shine. The sunshine seemed to set, as the sharp yet throbbing pain rose to my gut and spread like a wildfire. I doubled over.
It feels like my groin is going to explode, it is one of the most painful sensations you can imagine.

"FANCULO!" hissed and grunted as I was clutching my crotch while jumping on my feet with pain as I groaned and grunted loudly.

"Maschio, La sto amando ora!" (Man, I'm loving her now!) Vito's laughter roared, and the whole crowd couldn't contain themselves and join him.

After a while, holding my crotch, I tried to stand straight, but it was still hurting and it felt like I'm feeling sick. I kind of standing, semi hunching, wincing occasionally, cussing, and grunting.

I looked at Vito with a daggering look. His laughter seems doesn't sober, while still clutching his stomach laughing maniacally, and it didn't help my anger rising.

"After you didn't show up to me, not even texting me, and now, you pulled this stunts? I cried a lot, after this FUCKER," as she glared at Vito with dying laughter "told me you're dying. I was so frightened and almost had a heart attack!" she cried out, looking beyond vexed, as she wipes the tears harshly with the back of her hand.

Guilt tugs my heart and I reluctantly close our gap, minding her kneels to land on my crotch again. I wonder if my amigo is capable of rising again?

I tugged her closer to me, and kissed her temple tenderly, holding her like this washes all that longings and pain sheltering my heart. "I was there, but not physically. I was watching you. I didn't leave you," I tried to justify my actions. I was expecting her to melt, but she just scoffed, the frown creases that was stuck in her forehead morphs into a deep, exasperated scowl.

"Don't give me that bullshit, Gio!" she scowled and she placed her palm on my chest, and pushed me away. I reluctantly release her and she steps back.

I turned to look at Sai. He was leading Mr. Baldwick inside the mansion, and Vito just sent me a sympathetic look and followed the rest. We were left alone.

"I'm sorry, bambolina." I sighed heavily, shoving my hands into my pockets without looking around to face her. It pained me to see her, angry and seeing her rejecting me. "You are right, I didn't texted you nor came to see you, because I'm scared. Seeing you would surely make me forget about getting the justice my family deserves, and at the same time, I felt like a selfish ass, for being the reason why the man you grew up loving is behind that bars, because of me." I felt the stray tear escapes my eyes. I surreptitiously wipe it off. "I don't want you to feel torn and choose between us."

I turned around to see her soaking face, silently crying. "Bambolina." I step closer to her and frantically pulled her to my chest, holding her so close, feeling her warmth fusing to mine. "Shh ... It's alright. I have no plans of giving you up, bambolina." I kissed the top of her head and her shoulder shook as she cried even more.

"I love my father, but what he did is unforgivable. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what he did to your family," she cried out and my heart clenched. I clenched my jaws, despising the fate. Why is it so cruel. Why of all the people in the world, it has to be her father.

"Shh ... You're forgiven. Only if,"

She pulled herself a few inches and tilted her head to meet my eyes as I loomed over her. "Only if?" she said through sniffing. My knuckles tenderly wipe off the tears that slowly drying up on her cheeks.

"Only if you will be my wife, my lifetime mother of my children," I smiled at her, with so much love and adoration.

"What if I don't want to?" she asked, challengingly. An amused smile slowly painted on her face.

"You have no choice, bambolina. You are now carrying my child," I grinned wolfishly. Being this close with my hands around her waist, brings warm to my cold heart and brightens my dark aura.

She pouted and I couldn't contain the urge to kiss her. I swooped down and captured her lips. Her hands automatically wrapped around my neck and our kisses deepened.

After an earth-shattering kiss, I pulled away and stood in front of her. I stared into her beautiful bright stormy gray eyes. It now shines beautifully and again, I felt drowning into its depth.

"When I first saw you, restrained in that chair, I thought I saw an angel needed to rescue. I felt like I found my mission why I was here on earth. I was here to protect you and love you. Bambolina, will you give me the honor to be your knight in your darkness days, and be your forever lover/husband for the rest of your life?" I reach for the small square box in my pocket and pulled it out. Then, I kneeled down in front of her. She was looking at me, surprised, with her palm on her mouth.

"I promise to give you the most intense and earth-shattering climax, every chance we get." Did I just say that? Her eyes widened and then turns into slits. I quickly opened the box to drift her attention. I knew women loves diamonds. The diamond ring reveals before her eyes, and she looks at the ring with teary eyes, forgetting about what I just said.

I sighed inwardly with relief.

"Please, say yes, bambolina. I pro-"

"Don't say it!" She glared at me with a warning. Then, she looks at the ring. My crotch is still hurting me, but I ignored it. "Yes," she said softly and my eyes suddenly stared at her, looking for certainty.

"Yes! What are you doing? Put the ring on me," she glared but smiling widely, with her hand dropped open in front of me.

I stood up and pulled the ring out of the box and slip it on her finger. It looks a bit loose. She pouts, but then she smiled promptly. My hand involuntarily ran the back of my head.

"We can go back to the store and resize it," I said and she smiled sweetly.

"It doesn't matter. I'm so happy!" she said and curled her hands around my neck and reach for my lips.

"THANK, GOD! NOW, LET THESE TWO GET MARRIED, SO WE CAN GET OUT OF HERE!" Sai's annoyed tone reaches my ears and she pulled herself off me, flustered.

They all walk past us and assembles in the pavilion.

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A/N: I missed them so I'll write another chapter for more smuts... I hope you all like it. I'm sorry, this is all I could write this morning. I'm working late tonight...

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