The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize

Chapter 104

Chapter 104: The Worst Torture

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Third Person POV

“Bow your heads for God’s blessing,” said the priest, dressed in his ceremonial garb. He was

surrounded by a small sea of people dressed in their best mourning attire and surrounded by the

closed wooden coffin that had just lowered into the ground.

“Merciful Lord, you know the anguish of the sorrowful, you are attentive to the prayers of the humble.

Hear your people who cry out to you in their need and strengthen their hope in your lasting goodness;

We ask this through Christ our Lord.” Continued the Priest and a chorus of “Amen” followed.

“Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord.” The Priest then said.

“May they rest in peace.” The chorus of grievers sang out. At the front were Aurora, Jason, Charlie,

Kai, and Ben. They were all holding Aurora close. Jason and Ben had their arms wrapped around her

torso, her back rested against their

chests. Charlie and Kai held her hands in their tightly as they stood tall as was expected among their

people.

“May their soul and all the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace”

concluded the Priest. “Amen!” was the response and then everyone began to disband.

“Thank you, Father Kerney,” Jason said to the Priest when he approached, shaking his hand firmly. “It

was a lovely service, as always”

“My pleasure, as always. Such a tragedy. My deepest condolences Mr. O’Donnell. I hope to see you in

the pews one day that isn’t a funeral.” Father Kerney winked at the end, trying to lighten the mood.

Jason just chuckled. Ben interjected, “You’ll see us in a month for the wedding, that’s not a funeral!”

The men all chuckled and Father Kerney nodded in agreement. “You are right my boy. I’ll have

Gretchen call your guy so we can go over the details. Bless you all my children.” Father Kerney shook

everyone’s hands once more and then excused himself.

Soon men and women made their way to the quintuple after paying their final respects. Several

stopped to make small talk and express their condolences as well. The five of them gave their rapt

attention to each person.

Once the people all left and the grave was completely covered by the Earth, Aurora went to the funeral

dir ordered him to place many of the remaining flower arrangements on the grave. She wanted the

hideous b be covered completely so it was a small beautiful garden.

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“Let’s go, love,” Charlie said coming up behind her. Aurora couldn’t bring herself to move away from the

grave. She was rearranging a few roses, wanting everything to be perfect and ignoring.

“Aurora, baby, it’s time. It’s okay, come on love.” Charlie whispered in her ear. She nodded solemnly

and let Charlie pull her through the quiet cemetery to the waiting cars.

The ride home was somber, each was silent in their own thoughts. Aurora let a few quiet tears escape.

Kai reached over and wiped them away and she gave him a small smile which he returned and then

they shared a sweet kiss and rested their foreheads together, just enjoying each other’s embrace.

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In no time the cas pulled up to the house and they all let out small signs and made their way into the

house, only to be surprised by a machouse

Maits and quants were hurting, the head maids barking orders to the younger staff Aurora watched as

several large soling races with fancy gammens were being pulled across the foyer and her eyes lit up

with fire.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” She exclaimed out loud. The guys tried to stifle their laugh watching

Aurora’s facial enressions mogh into homor as more and more racks were rolled in front of her.

12” Aroa huffed and stomped down the hall, following the parade to the source of torture.

She made her way through the hall and entered the guest wing and made her way through the open

double doors where she stood in the middle of the small gym–sized room, watching the many servants

and designers scurrying to place everything perfectly.

What the fuck is all of this? Aurora shouted, placing her hands on her hips and glaring at the source of

her growing

assen

“Oh. Aurora dear Torbe back! It’s about fucking time! I thought you’d never come home. We have a lot

to do!” said her smiling and nemesis at the moment.

Don’t you Aurore me you old far! This is not a lot to do. This is fucking torture. The worst torture.”

Aurora replied. pointing her finger And get your grabby line paws of my tiger!” She stomped over to the

sining area where Eros happly sat sent to the evil woman and also began to pet the big teddy bear. He

purred in content.

At your mouth, young lady, I can still take my cane and give you a lesson. Or would you prefer my

shoe?”

To Cammy. I’m sorry Autora sighed in submission and the two women began to smile lovingly at each NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

other.

“How was the funeral? I know you were close friends to Connor Grammy asked.

It was mine. Peacefl I’m not the religious type, but it was what he wanted, so it was perfect. I’m going to

miss him.” Samora replied with somow in her heart. Grammy reached out and held her hand in comfort

for a moment before dearing her throat.

Well, now let us think of brighter things. It is what he would have wanted. Time to find your dress, my

love.” Gray said happily. She was sitting on a large sofa, propped up around pillows. She wore a purple

spa robe that swallowed, her up making her look like a martinmallow

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*UGH! Grammy! Please! Anything but this.” Aurora pleaded. She almost went on her hands and knees

in front of the woman but she wasn’t willing to sooop that far just yet.

“Go, now” Grammy’s word was final and that was that. Aurora sighed heavily and resigned herself to

her fate.

Three groeling hours later, Aurora was still trying on dresses. It was the worst torture of all time. The

forty–third dress was just now brought into her makeshift changing station and was placed on the hook

next to the full–length mirror.

TCH! No more dresses Grammy! I swear I am this close to killing you myself?” Aurora came out of the

dressing area to address her tortures. She was only in a white lace strapless bra and panties, but

Aurora didn’t feel any more shame

being exposed to others.

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“Did you not hear the news? I am indestructible. Not even six bullet holes can kill all this awesomeness,

what did you

call me? Oh, yes! ‘Old fart!‘ Now, no more complaining. Shut that pretty little mouth of yours and go try

on that dress or I’ll call the guys up. I am sure they will have plenty of ideas on how to get you to stop

complaining. Or maybe I’ll give you some real torture…” Grammy said wickedly. The broad was getting

extra feisty these days.

“Isn’t it past your nap time? Need a bottle? Enema? Diaper change?” Aurora asked snickering and

almost sprinted back to the changing area as Grammy grabbed her cane and started mumbling

profanities under her breath.

The dress in front of her was by far the simplest of the day and Aurora was instantly attracted to it as

she stared at it

more.

The designer and her assistant came in and helped her get in the dress. Aurora’s breath hitched in her

throat and her heart began to beat wildly like battle drums against her chest. This was it. A lone tear

escaped her right eye.

“Well?” a very impatient Grammy yelled from across the room.

“Coming!” Aurora called back out, her voice a little hoarse and she cleared her throat.

When she walked out, Grammy’s jaw dropped. Before her was a goddess. Aurora stood on the small

podium in front of her and blushed hard, the heat in her cheeks reached her ears.

The dress was a mermaid shape that hugged all of her curves. The fabric was off–white satin, with no

other embellishments. There was a sweetheart neckline that showed a little cleavage with small cap

sleeves that fanned over her shoulders. The train was small and cascaded perfectly behind her. The

back had pearl buttons along the entire back.

“This is the one,” Grammy said. It wasn’t a question. She could see Aurora’s eyes lighting up looking at

herself in the mirror. Aurora just nodded slightly, still mesmerized at the reflection in front of her.

Grammy also knew that the guys were planning on showering her with very expensive and eccentric

jewels so this would offset that perfectly.

The designer came up to the podium and placed a fifteen–foot cathedral–length veil on her head. The

veil had a lace edging. Aurora looked closely at the pattern and in the middle of each design pattern,

there was a lace etching of lavender. Aurora brought the fabric to her nose and smelled it. Lavender.

She turned to Grammy with shock, an unspoken confirmation needed. Grammy smiled brightly and

said “Something old! Like me.”

“Oh Grams, thank you so much!” Aurora stepped off the podium and went to her best friend and

engulfed her in a hug. Grammy kissed her cheeks and her forehead afterward.

Bon Aurora spent a little more time twirling in the mirror. The designers made their alteration notes and

then Aurora 06:2 to change. As she came out, the guys waltzed into the room.

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