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𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊
I smiled stepping out onto the terrace.
I closed my eyes breathing in the Venice air.
I missed Italy
"we're home" Mick teased hugging me from behind.
I chuckled.
we are indeed
Mick and I are in Venice for Lance's sister, Chloe's wedding.
"where do you want to get married?" Mick asked.
I smiled.
"that's easy"
I want to get married in Hohenzollern Castle in Germany on a snowy winter day.
He laughed.
"you're really set on getting married in that castle huh?"
"if Victoria and David could why can't I?" I sassed.
He held his hands up in defeat.
"exactly"
I walked back into the room and finished ironing his shirt before taking my dress out the garment bag.
I smiled hanging it up.
"perfect"
I decided to go for a peach chiffon off the shoulder dress.
"so this the famous dress that you sent Lando out in the middle of a thunderstorm to go pick up" Mick chuckled.
"mhm hm"
I had the dress custom made by one of my favorite boutiques in Knightsbridge and as I wasn't in London, so I sent Lando to pick it up.
But little did we know, it was going to be pouring.
flashback
"Lando I swear to god if you get my dress what I will kill you!"
"this fucking lightning might beat you to it!"
I gasped as it flashed right behind him.
"ah!"
end of flashback
I bit my lip.
love you Norris
As Mick got dressed my makeup artist and hair dresser got to working on me.
There was then another knock on the door.
Mick walked over and opened it to reveal Lance looking sharp in his suit.
I whistled as he walked in.
"how's our bride?" I asked as he pecked my cheek earning a slap on the arm from the makeup artist for smudging my foundation.
