Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 61

Nightmare

The house is busy. People are running around, yelling at each other across the rooms if they don't have walkie talkies.

I'm in my room. The door closed, ignoring the sound of people running around. Caterers, planners and decorators are hustling to make everything look perfect for my mother's

approval.

Tonight's the rehearsal dinner and I'm honestly questioning why they're making it such a big deal. It might as well just be the wedding. I peer out the window.

The backyard is transforming into something out of a magazine, with twinkling lights and elegant table settings that feel too extravagant for such a small gathering.

I wonder how much money Jake is putting into this because Lord knows my mother has

none.

I take my time getting ready, not even bothering to check up on mother. I do my skincare, paint my nails and soon I Islip into my light orange silk dress.

It's modest, with long sleeves and a high neckline, the hem stopping just above my knees.

Pairing it with nude heels. It's cute, romantic.

I sweep my hair into a loose bun, leaving a few wisps framing my face, and add a touch of natural makeup.

As I'm applying my lipstick, a knock on the door pulls me from the mirror.

"Come in," I call, pressing my lips together.

Aiden steps in. I smile at him through the mirror and my breath catches.

He's wearing a fitted suit, the dark fabric perfectly complementing his broad shoulders

and sharp jawline. His dark tie is neatly knotted, and his hair is styled just enough to look

both effortless and intentional.

curve also falters

his face.

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"You're stunning." Heat rises

and closes the door behind

a soft kiss to

jaw to my neck and I take a sharp inhale of breath before pushing

to my legs, trying to

to mess up my hair and makeup." I

mouth, helping me stand before he

go before my mother sends a

says,

hors d'oeuvres and champagne flutes. Aiden grabs a couple of appetizers off a tray, handing me one

a cluster of flutes on

I reply, grabbing

and drink quickly, muffling our laughter as we set the empty glasses

so wrong,"

doing it right," he says, his hand on my ass as

I chastise, lifting his

tables are set with flickering candles and

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lights above look so beautiful in the darkening sky. Most of the guests have arrived, mingling in

I find a quiet spot near one of the high tables, laughing and chatting about nothing in particular. It

doesn't stop complementing me, his hands looking for ways to

"All I can think about is getting you out of

at his words, pressing a hand to my chest. "Maybe I'll

of

stepping in close to me. "I

"That sounds

his expression darkening as he mutters, "You've

turning to