Hidden Witness 2: A Mafia Romance

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by Posey Parks


  “Of course,” he replied.

  “Goodnight,” the chauffeur and I said to each other in passing.

  I closed the door behind the chauffeur, then watched him exit the circular driveway.

  Turning to Dillon, I gleamed while peeling off my clothes.

  “Sierra, what are you doing?” His eyebrows scrounged together.

  “I’m going swimming.” Standing in my birthday suit, I pushed the patio door into the wall.

  “Geronimo!” I yelled as I plunged into the pool.

  I watched as Dillon climbed out of his clothes. I swam to the side, waiting. “Geronimo!” Dillon yelled, jumping over the pool into the ocean.

  Pushing myself up, hanging off the side of the pool, I watched Dillon swim over, pulling himself up onto the deck. He stood staring down at me, running his hand down his nose, wiping away the excess water.

  “That was bad ass, baby!”

  He smiled.

  “So is your dick,” I stated, pulling my bottom lip in with my teeth.

  Dillon jumped into the pool, pulling me into his big, strong arms. My hands slipped up and down his cock. Dillon watched me from under his wet hair, dangling over his forehead.

  “You can fuck me here every night.” His gray eyes lit up. Dillon slipped his fingers through his wet brown locks whipping it back. “Oh yeah?”

  “Yes.” My tongue slipped past his lips.

  “Sierra,” he growled. “I love your natural hair.” His fingers grabbed my thick curls.

  “I’m going to tear that tight pussy up.”

  I batted my long eye lashes, pouting my lips. “You better.”

  Dillon lifted me into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist, backing me into the corner of the pool. The dark sky was serine. Holding Dillon’s strong neck tight, he filled me with his cock. My gray eyes admired the star lit dark sky. Slipping my head off Dillon’s shoulder, my fingers swept across his face. “Baby, look up at the sky. The stars are beautiful.”

  “I have all the view I need. You.” His lips crashed into mine.”

  Dillon held my ass, circling his cock inside me.

  My lips trembled against his. “Shit, it feels amazing, Dillon. I’m…” My head dropped back.

  “…Cumming!”

  Dillon plowed through my orgasm with his. “That was beautiful, Dillon.”

  He kissed my nose. “It was, baby.”

  This trip was just what Dillon and I needed.

  ∞

  Three days in Tahiti was heaven. Me and my man swam every day. Staring at our feet in the smooth black sand was paradise. I snapped a picture of just our feet. Dillon snatched my cell from my hand. He held me in his arms, snapping a picture of us in our swimsuits. I loved seeing Dillon relaxed. I’m always in a bikini. Trying to enjoy my bikini body before my stomach grows. Dillon wore a different color pair of swim trunks every day. He walked shirtless through the city, displaying my name across his huge chest. It’s the fucking best.

  He threw my cell on his lounge chair. “Race you to the water!” He took off running.

  I ran as fast as my long legs would carry me. I jumped onto his back once we were waist deep in the turquoise water under the smoldering sun.

  “This is the life!” I yelled.

  Dillon smiled.

  “The swaying palm trees cascading down the black sand beach is beautiful, isn’t it?”

  “Yes.”

  “Dillon, shout something at the top of your lungs. Just let go, baby.”

  “I love this woman!” he shouted, throwing his hand in the air.

  Beach patron’s heads popped up off their lounge chairs, raising their hands to the sky, shouting, “Yeah!”

  I buried my head in his chest.

  “What? I love you, baby.”

  Shielding my eyes from the sun, I peeked up at him. “I love you, too.”

  THE BIG DAY

  SIERRA

  I awoke alone. Dillon insisted on sleeping in the room across the hall the night before our wedding. The sheer white curtains tangled in the light breeze. The morning air felt warm against my skin. Nothing’s better than waking up to the beauty of the clear blue ocean only a few foot steps away. An elegant white lace robe laid across the foot of the bed. Glancing out the window to my left, I noticed a folded letter with my name written in cursive on Dillon’s pillow. I unfolded the delicate cream paper. My teary eyes read Dillon’s words.

  Dear Sierra,

  Finally, the day has arrived. I’m marrying my one and only love. I couldn’t wait another day. I have to make you my wife today. We have been through some trying circumstances. As long as we are together, we can get through anything.

  Love,

  Dillon

  My eyes closed briefly. I tried to hold back the tears, but I couldn’t. I remembered the first day I saw the sexy bearded man in the grocery store. I’ll never forget the way he looked at me when I spoke to him in line. He was stunned. At first, I couldn’t tell if it was a good or bad stunned. My lips curled now at the memory. Dillon asked for my phone number, then we talked until the wee hours of the morning. Our first kiss was special even if it was in one of the offices I needed to clean. Dillon’s perfect lips took mine, and instantly I was in love. I love the way Dillon makes me feel, special. My fingers traced back and forth over my stomach. “We are having a child together,” I cried happily.

  He’s my everything. I can’t wait to marry him.

  I heard a knock at the front door. “Coming!” I yelled. My bare feet whisked across the bamboo floor.

  I swung the door open. My hands flew over my mouth. “Emoni!”

  She pulled me into her arms. “Sierra! I missed you.”

  I hugged her for dear life. “I missed you, too. I’m happy you are here.”

  I stood back. “Let me look at you. I love the dress!” My eyes marveled over the lavender elegant Tulle off the shoulder elongated A-line chiffon bridesmaid dress with a prolonged thin belted bow.

  “I did the darn thang with this one, didn’t I?” She twirled.

  I laughed. “Yes, you did girl!”

  “Sierra, come on. I have my work cut out for me.”

  “We have a lot of catching up to do. Let me take a shower, then I’ll be ready.”

  “Ok, gives me time to set up,” Emoni stated.

  Thirty minutes later, I was sitting in a chair in the middle of the living room, overlooking the ocean.

  “Sierra, I can’t believe Jeff is really Dillon Magarelli, the governor’s son.”

  “Imagine my surprise.”

  She slid the flat irons through my long hair. “What was he thinking?”

  “Spoiled rich kid wanted out. He said his father recently become the mayor at the time. And the spotlight was overwhelming.”

  “Wow.”

  “Well, he was definitely low key in Portland. I guess you are leaving and moving to Newark, New Jersey.”

  “Yeah, we are going to run his family’s company together.”

  “Go ‘head, girl! I’m happy for you.”

  “Thanks, girl. When did Dillon call you?”

  “Two weeks ago. He told me he needed me to help you get ready on your big day. He sent your private jet to fly me here yesterday.” She walked around me, admiring her work.

  I couldn’t believe it. He called Emoni while he was in the midst of war. I tried not to let my thoughts get carried away. It’s my big day. I don’t want to focus on how I felt at that time.

  “All right, let me help you slip into your wedding dress.”

  The dress was sexy. Leave it to Dillon to find the perfect dress for me.

  “Sierra, you are going to look stunning in this dress.”

  The glamourous cream bodice embroidered dress hugged every curve. The slender spaghetti straps hooked around, exposing my shoulders. The material continued hugging my biceps. The intricate detail covering my breasts was exquisite. The dress opened a
t the knees, revealing my honey brown legs. The train trailed four feet behind me. My feet were covered in diamonds. The diamond stones linked around my second toe. The cream pearls dangled from the diamond bands connected to another cluster of diamonds. I felt like royalty in the barefoot sandals dripping in diamonds.

  Emoni styled my hair off my face. The large spiral curls flowed down my back. Two simple braids connected around the back of my head. Emoni clipped a decorative flower onto my braids attaching the veil. My perfectly arched eyebrows rested above my dusk and silver satin eyelids. The thick false eye lashes drew out my gray eyes. My lips were dressed in a deep pink lipstick. My fingers ran along my ear lobes admiring the large teardrop diamond earrings gracing my ears. Staring at my reflection in the long mirror I admired my appearance in the beautiful wedding dress. I was ready to get married.

  ∞

  The triple black Maybach carried me and Emoni to the beach where Dillon and I were to be married.

  “Follow me Sierra.” After exiting the Maybach, Emoni and I stepped into a white gazebo. My nerves were catching up with me. I clutched the white rose bouquet tight.

  She slipped the veil over my face. “You look perfect. The second you hear the music, follow the trail of white roses.”

  I exhaled. “Ok.”

  I stood with my eyes closed until I heard the music play. One of my favorite songs, ‘Halo,’ played in the distance.

  I smiled as I began slowly strutting toward the sand. I blinked once, then twice. I couldn’t believe my eyes. My little Jason was throwing white rose petals down the aisle before me. I fanned my eyes, trying to hold back the tears. He was handsome in his little white tuxedo. My eyes gazed down the beach. Shana, Lily, and little Dillon stood in front of Dillon and the officiant. Shana and Lily wore beautiful white lace and taffeta dresses, a perfect lavender belt tied in a bow around their waists. Little Dillon looked dashing in his white tuxedo. Kyle, the best man, stood at Dillon’s left, next to Dominic and Tony.

  I waved to Corelay and Quinn, who stood at Emoni’s right. I halted halfway down the aisle once my eyes landed to my left on the sea of family. I leaned over, holding my stomach. I couldn’t believe Dillon made our day extremely special. Dillon’s parents, Alexandria, and grandfather sat in the front row. Nadine was sitting next to them. Several members of Dillon’s family who attended the party the other night was amongst the guests. Now that we have guests watching, I hope I don’t forget the vows I wrote two days ago. I can’t lose our special moment. I felt someone tug at my hand. I gazed into my little man’s eyes.

  “Come on, Mommy.”

  “I’m ready, baby.” Jason walked me down the aisle.

  DILLON

  My bride to be was in total shock upon stepping foot onto the beach. Sierra’s beauty can’t be matched. She took my breath away. I am truly the luckiest man in the world. I long to make her happy. Jason walked Sierra the rest of the way down the aisle. When my beautiful woman stood before me, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I couldn’t wait to intertwine our lips. The officiant began the ceremony. Early this morning, I’d rehearsed my vows in my head over and over again. I hope to recite my words correctly. Standing before Sierra in my white tuxedo, I felt relaxed. I knew I was making the right decision to marry the woman who loves me just as I am.

  “Dillon Sergio Magarelli do you take Sierra Aaliyah Crawford to be your lawfully wedded wife? Will you honor and cherish her as long as you both shall live?

  “I do.”

  “Dillon, you can recite your special vows,” the officiant stated.

  I held her hands in mine, staring into her beautiful gray eyes.

  Sierra, I am elated you took the leap to gain my attention in the grocery store that day. If you hadn’t, I would still be a broken man. You resuscitated my heart.

  I turned to little Dillon. He placed the turquoise box in my hand. I removed the ten-carat princess cut diamond from the box.

  “Dillon!” Her mouth dropped open. I removed the original ring from Sierra’s finger that I presented to her. I slid the new ring onto her finger then placed the old ring in the box, passing it back to little Dillon.

  I turned, holding Sierra’s hands gazing into her gray eyes.

  I love you, Sierra. I look forward to spending the rest of my life with you.

  SIERRA

  “Sierra Aaliyah Crawford, do you take Dillon Sergio Magarelli to be your lawfully wedded husband? Will you honor and cherish him as long as you both shall live?” asked the officiant.

  “I do.”

  Dillon, when I first laid eyes on you…” I blushed.

  “…I was ready to start over. I took a leap of faith approaching you. I didn’t know if you would smile and walk away or talk to me. I was pleasantly surprised you talked to me. You’ve had my best interest at heart since the first day we met. Our safety… I made eye contact with each of our children.

  …Is your first priority. Thank you for treating me like a queen.

  My head dropped. I was trying to hold back the tears. I placed my hand over his heart.

  I felt my gray eyes glassing over as I stared into Dillon’s. I know you love me with all of your heart. My name is written across your heart to prove it.

  ‘Awes’ were heard from our guests.

  Emoni tapped my shoulder. I removed the ring from the turquoise box. I slid the platinum wedding band onto Dillon’s finger.

  Dillon, I love you with my soul.

  DILLON

  My eyes landed on our children.

  Dillon, Lily, Shana, and Jason, hold hands. Jason, grab Mommy’s hand.

  The six of us stood in a circle.

  I promise to be the best dad I can be to you all. Shana and Jason, you are now my children too, just like Dillon and Lily. I love you.”

  Shana and Jason smiled.

  SIERRA

  I promise to be the best mommy I can be to you all. Dillon and Lily, you are now my children too, just like Shana and Jason. I love you including your new brother or sister who will be born soon. We are now one big happy family.

  Our children gasped, then smiled.

  Emoni escorted the children to their seats.

  DILLON

  Sierra and I turned our attention to the officiant. “Dillon and Sierra, may the blessings of life, the joy of love, the peace of truth, and the wisdom and strength of Spirit be your constant companion, now and always, as husband and wife.

  “You may seal this union with a kiss.”

  I faced my bride, raising the veil over her head. I chocked back the tears as I stared into her beautiful face. My hands cupped her honey brown face. Sierra’s hands pressed against my chest. Gently, my lips swept hers into mine. Our guests cheered.

  Pulling back from Sierra, I smiled.

  We turned to our guests.

  “Ladies and gentlemen, I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. Magarelli.”

  We walked down the aisle, waving at our guests. “Dillon, you had your hair blown out straight.”

  “Just for today, baby. What you don’t like it?”

  “I do. I’m just not used to your hair dangling over your forehead.”

  My hair was combed to the side, falling down over my eye.

  “It’s sexy,” she winked.

  I smiled.

  Still clean shaven. Not wearing the beard, shaved about five years off my life.

  My mother and father embraced us and congratulated us.

  “Mom, Dad, Alexandria, I will introduce you to the kids at the reception.”

  “Ok.”

  “I can’t wait!” exclaimed Alexandria.

  “Excuse me, I’ll be right back,” Sierra stated. She grabbed Nadine’s hand, and walked over to Corelay, Quinn, and Emoni.

  I’m happy Sierra will have Nadine as a friend once we are settled in New Jersey.

  ∞

  Our children rode with Sierra and I to the reception hall.

  “It’s so good
to see you all!” Sierra gleamed. “I missed you all so much.” She pulled them on to her lap one at a time.

  “Dillon and Lily, remember before the ceremony I told you my real name?”

  “Yes. Daddy, you and I have the same first name, but our last names are different.” Dillon’s eyebrows wrinkled.

  “Why is your name different Daddy?” Lily asked.

  “I moved away from my family. I changed my name to Jeffrey Westbrook. Recently, I talked to my family then changed my name back to Dillon Magarelli. Your last names will change to Magarelli. I have another surprise!” I smiled. “You get to meet your other grandparents. My mother and father. They are here and look forward to meeting you.”

  “Double the fun!” Dillon laughed.

  “Shana and Jason, you get a third set of grandparents. You will also meet Dillon’s parents today,” Sierra smiled.

  “Mommy, will our last names change?” Shana asked.

  Sierra glanced at me then back at Shana. “No, your last names will remain the same. Only Mommy’s name changed.”

  “Why did it have to change?” Shana asked.

  “Because, I married Dillon and I took his last name.”

  “Your daddy likes you both having his last name.” She reached across the stretch Maybach, tickling their little bellies. “So, let’s keep Daddy happy.” she smiled.

  They laughed. “Ok,” they chimed.

  We stepped into the large reception hall.

  The wedding coordinator I hired out did herself. The smell of roses filled the air. The cream and lavender sheer drapes swept across the ceiling in both directions. They were pinned to the walls on either side. Large floral buckets were placed in various places around the dimly lit venue. Tall floor slender lanterns looped through the tables, providing adequate light. Every table held a large circular glass bowl filled with white roses floating in water. The band who played at our party the other night was playing on stage. Sierra and I walked the kids into a private room to meet their new grandparents, aunt and uncle. My mother couldn’t stop crying. I think it freaked the kids out a bit. I tried to explain she missed so much and was elated to meet them.

 

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