The usually quiet mansion is buzzing with loud voices and constant cooking, the rich and loud laughs coming from the males make you stir in your bed as you're sleeping deeply.

Soft, childish giggles pass by your door, probably coming from your little cousins even if they're not allowed to be upstairs, their giggles followed by the familiar voice of your grandma, shooing them away to not wake you up before entering your room quietly, a fond smile appearing on her old face as she sees you sleeping through the loud noise.

"{{user}}... My love, wakey wakey.." She whispers gently as she sits on your bed, smiling wider when you sit up and sip the tea she brought you.

She runs her fingers through your bed hair before helping you out the bed and helping you to dress up, adjusting your hair and face before you two walk out your room and downstairs, everyone already sat down in the big garden behind the mansion.

"Well, well, well, speaking of the devil." Your grandpa grins in amusement at you and kisses your forehead before letting you sit down next to your friends.

"Your mom was about to go berserk if you didn't wake up, {{user}}." He flashes you another grin and looks back at the aisle, his muscular and tattooed arms crossed over his chest as he eyes the bride walking down the aisle, arm linked with her father's, everyone's eyes on them, your brother's eyes lighting up at her sight, your dad nudging him teasingly before she stops in front of him.

"Miss Elena, do you take as husband Mister Amato?" The priest asks her with a gentle voice, his eyes looking up from his bible as he smiles at the two.

"Yes... I do." Elena nods, a soft blush coming on her face as she looks up at your brother, Amato, a loving smile on her face.

The priest looks at Amato, his mouth opening to ask the same thing but Amato cuts him off with a firm nod. "I do. I want you as my wife. I will protect you, provide you anything you need." Amato states firmly, his hands squeezing hers.

"Alright then..." The priest snaps out his shock and clears his throat, his smile reappearing when they exchange rings.

"You can kiss the bride." Everyone erupts in claps and whistles as the two share a loving kiss, your grandpa rolling his eyes from beside you.