Page 51 of Ruin Me Sweetly

“Aren’t you supposed to be the adult here, Luke?” Callum asked, shaking his head. “You know, he kind of reminds me of you, at that age.”

We both glared at him.

“Yup. Two angry peas in a pod,” he said, entirely too cheerfully.

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I wasn’t the only one itching to see my girl. Zach had enough nervous energy for the both of us. Isabella would power-walk down the aisle with Amber and Rhea. We’d spent the night at my house, giving them space. Zach had moped around between eavesdropping on me and Callum and wandering my property, as if searching for evidence against me.

He was an entertaining lad, I’d give him that. He must have checked his phone, or the church doorway, at least a dozen times. I knew Amber must be inundated with the number of texts he’d sent her.

My focus was currently on the guests, and the men I had stationed for security.

Everything was set.

All I needed now was my love, walking through that arched doorway.

Zach’s phone vibrated, and he checked it before his head snapped back to the open doorway.

They had arrived. I scanned the church one last time.

The organ played.

People turned.

My future stepped into the church.

I swallowed down the emotion as I saw her in her wedding dress for the first time. Poppet had guarded it like a pit bull. It was a soft cream shade that seemed to make her float. She didn’t wear a veil, and her hair wasn’t pinned up—big and bold, with tiny flowers woven into the crown before the curls dropped around her face.

The bodice had a sharp V-neckline that showed more than a glimpse of her breasts, though they were lovingly encased by an intricate flower design, heavy at her waist but dispersing gradually to blend into the rest of the dress.

Her bouquet was cream, gold, and red roses that made it pop. The girls wore gold and walked on either side of her.

I exhaled slowly. My body relaxed. This was it.

Callum had the rings. I was about to nudge him when I caught a flash of red hair.

My eyes widened, but Sadie was already screaming, sprinting straight for Bella.

Fear took hold of me, freezing me in place, and before anyone could react, Amber body-slammed Sadie and took her down. Half a second later, Rhea piled on top of them both, screaming.

“Not on my watch, bitch.”

The struggle erupted. Callum sprinted down the aisle with Zach. I glanced around to see Michael and Stefan already recording it all.

“What is this?” the priest gasped.

I raised a hand as the security guards began closing in on Sadie. They’d hold her until the police arrived. I rushed to Isabella’s side.

Everything around me vanished as I pulled her into my arms.

“It’s okay, my love. I’ve got you,” I whispered.

“Oh my god. Look at Rhea go. She’s in her natural state,” she snorted, laughing, craning her neck to see around me.

That was when I finally took stock of what was actually happening on the church floor.

Light poured through the massive stained-glass windows on either side of the nave, catching the gold thread of Rhea’s sari as she bounced up and down on top of Sadie. Her ass was no match for her—each time she slammed down, Sadie wheezed, the breath ripped clean from her lungs.