“Do you thoughts telling me what’s happening?” I barked.

“Mommy. Daddy. Can’t we inform Auntie but? Doesn’t she get a giant ring?” Michelangelo blurted out.

Lucia snapped her hand over his mouth, reducing her head and whispering in his ear. Then she jumped out, dragging her child boy along with her.

Exhaling, Dar laughed then patted Mattia on the arm earlier than climbing out. That left me alone within the again with the person I cherished.

“Do you’ve one thing to inform me?” I purred.

“Who, me? Not a factor. Could possibly be a boring evening. Come on.” He jumped out, taking lengthy strides across the entrance of the SUV earlier than throwing his hand into the open door.

Simply touching him was as unimaginable as common, my coronary heart racing. Within the two months of fundamental bliss, we’d bought a home collectively, gutting a portion by ourselves as we created a good looking world we needed to reside in. It was in between the unique DeLuca and Lazarro estates, which allowed us privateness and seclusion on our beautiful 5 hundred acres whereas maintaining our household shut.

It was good and I’d by no means been happier, besides the love of my life hadn’t talked about a phrase about marriage.

Maybe till now.

As he took me by the hand, main me towards the iron railing surrounding the gorgeous harbor, all of the sudden as if by magic I heard music, the guitarist strolling nearer strumming a romantic tune. Then my household gathered round, forming a semi-circle whereas Pleasure handed off what gave the impression to be two dozen or extra of my favourite flower, white roses.

“What are you doing?” I used to be shaking, extra so than I assumed potential. Mattia wasn’t a romantic man and this was utterly sudden, even when my lovable nephew had blurted out what was taking place beforehand.

As quickly as Lucia began to cry, tears fashioned in my eyes.

And the person of my desires stood a number of toes away, glancing at each single member of the household, lastly nodding to the guitarist. Whereas the music turned quieter, the musician continued to strum the romantic tune. The whole lot was good. The backdrop. The climate. The individuals.

The person.

“Sophia Lazarro. As I informed you years in the past, you have been destined to belong to me.”

“Aww,” Enzo murmured and Pleasure punched him within the intestine.

“Quiet,” she barked.

Which after all brought about everybody else to chortle.

“However I used to be unsuitable,” Mattia continued. “We have been destined to be collectively. The sunshine to my darkness. The nice to my evil. The air I breathe and the rationale I rise up within the morning.” He inched nearer, handing me the roses, his eyes shimmering from tears.

As quickly as he pulled a field from his jacket, D’Artagnan cleared his throat and whispered, “Down on one knee. You possibly can’t cook dinner value shit however it is advisable to comply with my recommendation.”

“I’ve acquired this,” Mattia mentioned gruffly however bent down. “My stunning princess. Will you do me the respect of turning into my spouse?”

I sucked in my breath, my tongue tangled.

“Say sure, Auntie!”

As my household laughed, I felt Lucia taking the flowers from my arms, Pleasure pulling out my arm, extending my hand.

I took a number of magical seconds to look into his eyes, tears slipping previous my lashes. By all of the horror and agony that we’d been by, two issues had been fixed in my life.

My household.

And the person I cherished.

“Sure, Mattia. I’ll grow to be your spouse.”

EPILOGUE

Mattia

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