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Luciano stared at his reflection and sighed. His father insisted that they all dress up, so there he was in an all-white suit with blue shoes and a blue handkerchief. "You clean up nice," Desi smiled up at him. She wore white and black pants that flared at the bottom and a white blouse with black heels and diamonds.

"You don't look so bad yourself. You ever going to wear colors. Your closet solely consists of black and white like an Italian Janelle Monae." Luciano chuckled. "I like what I like, sue me." They made their way downstairs to join their brother and parents. Desi could sense Luciano was a little tense. "It's going to be fine. I'm sure she'll be great." Luciano scoffed. "I highly doubt that. I just want to get this over with." He retorted grabbing a champagne flute from the bar and downing it.

Annalise looked over her outfit once more as they pulled into the Rossi estate. The high-waisted royal blue skirt flared out around her mid-thigh, while the white lace long sleeved shirt complimented her dark chocolate skin perfectly. She paired the outfit with white strappy heels. She kept her makeup natural and jewelry simple, while her long hair pulled into a high ponytail.

"You look beautiful, sweetie." Her mother smiled at her giving her hand a squeeze before they exited. Annalise took a moment to take in the vast estate and manicured foliage. She looked back to her parents and realized they were all already inside. "Good job, Anna. This is no time to space out." She chided herself as she made her way in.

Luciano watched as Maxwell and Adele Monroe made their way in. They were the epitome of power couple. Black people, white people, brown people, etc. envied them and rightfully so. Luciano watched them move with such style and grace that he found himself wanting what they had. In followed Malcolm and Brandon Monroe and Luciano couldn't help but smirk. They both had a reputation and were equally as vicious as he and Dante were. Brandon more so. He had a temper and short fuse, but it worked in their favor when they needed to beat and torture information out of others.

"Well, if it isn't my future brother-in-law!" Malcolm smiled at Luciano and dabbed him up. "It's been a long time since we've seen you, Luciano." Brandon said with a pat on the shoulder. "Well, nothing can really bring us together like torturing some Guatemalans." They all laughed and talked amongst themselves as their parents talked. Dante and Desi joined them and Luciano noticed the way Brandon smiled at Desi.

He wondered if they could be the ones to get married and he could be saved from a life with the fat, ugly Annalise. "There she is!" He heard his father say, but couldn't see who he was talking to until she came into view. "Annalise you're a vision," his mother complimented. Luciano looked at the woman in front of them and was speechless.

She looked nothing like he imagined. Gianna was dead wrong and he was going to tell her off as soon as possible. "Thank you for having us," Annalise smiled to his parents before being embraced by his mother. "Come here, bambina. I want you to meet your fiancé." Agosto said with a smile as he led her to Luciano.

The closer she got to him the more Annalise felt her body was on fire. His pictures didn't do him any justice. "Luciano Gianni Rossi, meet your fiancé Annalise LaRue Monroe." She could see the smiles on their parents' faces and couldn't help but mimic it. Agosto put her hand in his and patted it before leaving them alone.

Luciano couldn't take his eyes off of her. His mother was right. She was a vision and he was blinded by her. "Hi." He snapped out of it and took in her deep brown eyes and wide smile. She made him want to smile, but he was Luciano Rossi. He didn't smile. "Hi." He couldn't help but take in her figure. She was far from fat and disgusting as Gianna had described. Her breasts were full and perky. He wanted them in his hands. Her waist was slim, while her hips were full and thighs thick begging for him to grab ahold of. She was short, but the way her heels were setup it made it seem like she had legs for days.

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