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.

at me and that perfect curve also falters as he whistles, running a hand

his face.

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his head with a grin. "You're stunning." Heat rises to my

the door behind him before crossing

waist as he'presses a soft kiss to my jaw. I still smile at his

down my jaw to my neck and I take a sharp inhale of breath before pushing him away. "Stop! We have

to my legs, trying to lift my

up my hair and

my mouth, helping me stand before he wraps his arm

pull back, still smiling. "Let's go before my

he says, offering

make our way downstairs and, as we pass the kitchen, Aiden pulls me through the staff carrying trays of hors d'oeuvres and champagne flutes. Aiden grabs a couple of appetizers off a tray, handing me

nodding toward a cluster of flutes on the

I reply, grabbing two

quickly, muffling

so

says, his hand on my ass as we head

appropriate," I chastise, lifting his hand

the scene is breathtaking. The tables are

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of the guests have arrived,

high tables, laughing and chatting about nothing in particular. It feels good

complementing me, his hands looking for ways to touch me

can think about is getting you out of that

shocked at his words, pressing a hand to my chest. "Maybe

of this is

smiles, stepping in close to me. "I can sneak up a

"That

then Aiden looks over my shoulder and tenses, his expression darkening as

ask, turning to follow his