The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

109: The Wedding To Die For
Third Person POV
A set of three armed guards were patrolling the edge of the northern border of the property. They were walking along the outside
of the gates chatting away about the festivities that were up at the main house.
Suddenly they all went dead silent and their faces paled.
“Fuck. They all said and began to scout the area. One of them picked up their walkie and called it in.
Within fifteen minutes, forty more armed men had come to the area and stationed themselves around the perimeter and then
within minutes after that four SUVs came barreling through the surrounding thick forest and stopped just in front of the original
three guards.
Out of one of the middle SUVs came a furious Jason and Kai. Their bow ties were open and around their necks, their tuxes
disheveled slightly from all the partying.
This better be good!” Jason roared. “My wife will not be pleased with our absence.” He approached the quivering guards whose
faces were still pale. Jason stopped dead in his tracks when he looked behind the guards, his mouth hanging open in shock.
“What the fuck?” Kai said, also seeing the scene in front of them. He wouldn’t have been emotional before Aurora
came into his life, but what he saw in front of him, was almost too much for even his stomach.
Another guard approached them quickly, something in his hand.
“Boss, this was left at the front gate, the guard said and handed a small white envelope to Jason who snatched it from his hands
and opened it.
Jason read it and snarled before screaming in anger.
“What it is [?”
?” Kai asked cautiously. The only response was the envelope being shoved into his chest. He opened it and read the note too.
Kai was now seeing red too.

“That son of a bitch!” Jason fumed, running his hands through his hair. If this was a cartoon, steam would have already blown
through his ears.
“Aurora can’t find out about this,” Kai said.
“Find out what?” came a small feminine voice and Jason and Kai paled as they looked behind them only to react too late as
Aurora neared them closer, holding her gown in her hands. She looked beyond the group of armed men. Her face paled. She
didn’t scream or run. She just stared and a lone tear shed down her cheek before her eyes rolled back and her body went limp.
Ben and Charlie caught her instantly and Charlie scooped her up and took her back to the
idling car.
“Clean this up! Lock down the compound. Double the patrols. I want a full security briefing in one hour.” Ben yelled to the guards
standing by. When they didn’t react fast enough he shouted “NOW!” and everyone started to scramble.
109: The Wedding To Die Fober
Jason looked back at the scenemend das time before turning his attention to the waiting cars. This was war anditt
time to end it once and focaill
Twelve hours prior...
“Good morning sunshine!! a sweet bolted taunted too happily in a sleepy Aurora’s car. Aurora only groaned and tried to snuggle
back into the pilldos often than clouds.
“Uh–uh little miss, the annoying womann chastised and pulled the covers off of a very naked Aurora who bolted upright
immediately and tried to coverdoesstil 19th posh. I’ve got the same parts. Nothing special. Now you need get that little red ass of

yours upina showered AAA much as I love my grandson and his gang of brothers, I really d like smelling their personal juices.
Thusoodilld wants her breakfast before the designers show up to doll us up so hurry up before I go grammyzilla and add
anyowww.marks.”
Aurora’s face was no doubt as red as a toolibritain did not want to anger the little beast in front of her. S quickly scooted off the
bed and rushed to the othroom. When the finished her morning routine, she grabbed her | pink bathrobe, not bothering to dry her
hain.
Grammy was already sitting at the small dining tablet that was brought in, sipping no doubt her lavender tea. The were pushed
out of the way against the walls sind nitrotide of breakfast morsels was piled high. Aurora walked over the trolley and served
herself some yogurt and fruit Herttannry was already playing acrobatics so she wanted to k
things light.
Grammy and Aurora ate their food and made smalltalk: One bleegaaids opened the door and Eros ran in and wa momentarily
conflicted about who he wanted to go too Grammyoort though when she pulled out some bacon strip and he happily trotted over
to her. Aurora’s scowl only fouledd hinollwomar to stick her tongue out while she pet her new best friend.
“You promise to take good care of him while we are awayyright??“Amecasted; watching her baby being spoiled.
“Of course, I’ll take care of my baby. Who’s a good boy? You are! Grammys said ima baby voice while playing with cars. He was
purring and nuzzling into her hands: Aurora’s heart panged hardwhat she was about to say but she ki
it was the right thing.
“Grammy,” Aurora whispered. “Why don’t you keep Eros? He obviously loves youtoormand protects you just as mu as he does
me. I have no idea how long we will be gone for anyway,” “Aurorried bold but in felt forced. Fros censed her behavior change and
walked over to her, placing his large powinherdippAuron petted him and nuzzli Ther face with his.
“Oh, sweetie.I can’t take him. He’s yours.” Grammy said shaking her headd.
I insist Grammy. And since it’s my wedding day, you can’t say no! That’s the umbbronnurálébaMatron of Hor wrera teased and
genuinely smiled this time as Grammy’s eyes widened and began to fill pathwater threaten
terfall.
1tarren of honor?” Grammy whispered.

“Wellion!“Murers replied. “Who else would it be? Draco?”
perched her lips before shaking her head and smiling brightly. “I’d be honored.”
109: The Wedding To Die For
Jason looked back at the scene one last time before turning his attention to the waiting cars. This was war and it was time to end
it once and for all.
Twelve hours prior...
“Good morning sunshine!” a sweet old voice taunted too happily in a sleepy Aurora’s ear. Aurora only groaned and tried to
snuggle back into the pillows fluffier than clouds.
“Uh–uh little miss,” the annoying woman chastised and pulled the covers off of a very naked Aurora who bolted upright
immediately and tried to cover herself. “Pish posh. I’ve got the same parts. Nothing special. Now you need to get that little red
ass of yours up and showered. As much as I love my grandson and his gang of brothers, I really don’t like smelling their personal
juices. This old lady wants her breakfast before the designers show up to doll us up so hurry up before I go grammyzilla and add
my own marks.”
Aurora’s face was no doubt as red as a tomato but certainly did not want to anger the little beast in front of her. She quickly
scooted off the bed and rushed to the bathroom. When she finished her morning routine, she grabbed her baby pink bathrobe,
not bothering to dry her hair.
Grammy was already sitting at the small dining table that was brought in, sipping no doubt her lavender tea. The sofas were
pushed out of the way against the walls and a trolley of breakfast morsels was piled high. Aurora walked over to the trolley and
served herself some yogurt and fruit; her tummy was already playing acrobatics so she wanted to keep things light.

Grammy and Aurora ate their food and made small talk. One of the maids opened the door and Eros ran in and was momentarily
conflicted about who he wanted to go to. Grammy won though when she pulled out some bacon strips and he happily trotted
over to her. Aurora’s scowl only fueled the old woman to stick her tongue out while she petted her new best friend.
“You promise to take good care of him while we are away, right?” Aurora asked, watching her baby being spoiled.
“Of course, I’ll take care of my baby. Who’s a good boy? You are!” Grammy said in a baby voice while playing with Eros ears. He
was purring and nuzzling into her hands. Aurora’s heart panged and what she was about to say but she knew it was the right
thing.
“Grammy,” Aurora whispered. “Why don’t you keep Eros? He obviously loves you more and protects you just as much as he
does me. I have no idea how long we will be gone for anyway.” Aurora tried to smile but it felt forced. Eros. sensed her behavior
change and walked over to her, placing his
her face with his.
large paw in her lap. Aurora petted him and nuzzled
“Oh, sweetie. I can’t take him. He’s yours.” Grammy said shaking her head.
“I insist Grammy. And since it’s my wedding day, you can’t say no! That’s the number one rule of a Matron of Honor.” Aurora
teased and genuinely smiled this time as Grammy’s eyes widened and began to fill up with water threatening to fall.
“Matron of honor?” Grammy whispered.
“Well duh!” Aurora replied. “Who else would it be? Draco?”
Grammy pinched her lips before shaking her head and smiling brightly. “I’d be honored.”
2/4
109: The Wedding To Die For
“Good! I was hoping you would say that. I need a good shield in case of bullets and since you are indestructible, I figured why
not you!” Aurora began to laugh and Grammy raised her eyebrow,

“Oh really?” Grammy asked while she gently wheeled her rolling chair over closer to Aurora and sat there with a smug look on
her face. Then Grammy began to tickle her and Aurora was in a fit of giggles.
“Mercy! Mercy! I’m sorry oh wise one. Mercy!” Aurora shouted between giggles and Grammy let her go with a smug look of her
own. The ladies then began to laugh and finished their meals in bright moods.
Soon they ended their feast and then a small horde of designers waltzed into the room. After what felt like hours of waxing,
brushing, curling, and manhandling, the designers stepped away to look at the two ladies who were all dolled up to perfection.
Aurora saw herself in the mirror. Her hair was pinned up in an intricate French twist with a few wispy curls framing her face. Her
makeup was a soft airbrush and a light brown smokey eye that enhanced her natural features. The most notable feature was
now her eyes which popped with the fake eyelashes.
Grammy’s long silver hair was curled and pinned in a half updo and her makeup was also simple and elegant.
Aurora was then put in a white lacy lingerie set with a corset and then was put in her dress. A maid brought over a few black
boxes that held a beautiful large chandelier diamond necklace with a huge diamond pendant in the middle and surrounded by
small dark blue sapphires throughout the stones. There was a set of matching teardrop dangle earrings, a tennis bracelet and a
matching hairpiece that would go perfectly with the French twist. The last piece was the special veil that was pinned to the crown
of Aurora’s head and draped over her shoulders, framing her whole appearance.
The whole room gasped in awe as they stepped back to look at the future Queen of the Mafia. Grammy was dressed in a formal
purple gown and was already sitting in her wheelchair.
The photographer had come in as they were doing their makeup and took many action shots. Soon everyone left the room and
headed downstairs for pictures. Aurora did a first look with each of the guys in the garden and they spent two hours taking
pictures all over the compound. The guys all looked so dapper with their matching black tuxes. Jason and Kai had a full black
ensemble with matching bowties while Charlie and Ben had on the typical penguin suits and regular ties. They were sporting the
new platinum custom Rolex watches Aurora had gifted them.
When it was time, the guys left first and proceeded to walk out of the back door. A knock on the wall made Aurora turn. Standing
there with a huge grin was Gustus Tsolomytis.
“Uncle!” Aurora said and embraced her old mentor. “Thank you for coming today. I know it was last minute.”

“Hush child! I wouldn’t miss this for the world. And my my, you look simply radiant.” Gustus gushed and Aurora smiled as her
cheeks flushed.
“I know you don’t have anyone else here but I know your parents would be so proud of you. I am proud of you too. If you will
permit me, it will mean a great deal to this old man to give you away today.” Gustus said sweetly.
“Oh, Uncle! Yes, please. Thank you so much!” Aurora tried her hardest not to shed tears and ruin her makeup. One of the maids
rushed over and gave her a handkerchief to wipe her eyes.
The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize