Part 6

A/N: Sorry it too so long. Anyway, here's the next chapter of the My Devil series. I also apologize if it's too short. I'm not too big on weddings XD

But I give myself a pat on the back when it came to Dante's vows. I thought they were somethin Dante would say. eh? What do you think?

I haven't given up on this series so I will be updating this story some more :3

Your wedding dress was astounding. It was a crimson red and silver strapless wedding gown. Dante talked you into changing the colors from black and white to red, silver and black. He said that all weddings were like that and it was a little boring. You admired yourself in the mirror, practically glowing, and waited for your father to give you away.

The music began and the crowd stood as you walked down the flower pedaled isle. Dante turned and met you eye to eye and smiled, holding out his hand to you. Your father released you from his arm, kissing your cheek as you took Dante's hand.

"You treat her right, ya hear?" Your father smiled.

"Definitely." Dante responded.

He looked stunning in his tuxedo. It was a shade darker than your dress and all the other pieces he had to wear were silver and black. Yep, he talked you into letting him wear an all red tux. He was always well groomed so that was never a problem. He held both your hands in his and gazed into your eyes.

The music stopped and everyone took their seats. The pastor began to speak, but his words dimmed to nothing as you were absorbed in Dante's eyes. The endless blue that you didn't want to let go. He wasn't even looking at you and you still felt absorbed.

You broke out of your daze after seeing his lips saying, "I do."

A tear flowed down your cheek. You told yourself you weren't going to cry but this was a moment you thought would never come. One tear turned to two, then tons. The pastor turned to you and asked you the same question.

"Wait, hold on. Lemme say just one more thing." Dante interrupted.

The pastor paused and smiled, "Sure."

Dante turned toward you and squeezed your hands a little tighter and took a deep breath.

"My love, my heart… my rose. Can you believe we met in a bar? I can't. And to think that our relationship came to this, also amazes me. To think you'd be just a… I won't say that, kids are present." Dante began, gesturing over to his white-haired best man.

"Just get on with it." He called back, making the audience laugh.

Dante laughed and continued, "Anyway, that night we were together made me realize how much you really meant to me. Something ticked in my head telling me you were the one. _, you ARE the one. The one who pulled me up from the lonely life of a man who was lost without guidance. I want to spend my life with you forever. Hell, I wanna have a couple of kids with you. Our future together will be just perfect. From now on, you will be my power, my pleasure and my pain. I love you so much. Now… will you take me to be your wedded husband, through sickness and through health, blah blah blah. Do you?"

The pastor smiled and looked at you.

"YES! YES I do!" you smiled as tears ran down your face. Dante wiped the tears from your face and after given the word that he may kiss his bride, he picked you up and locked lips with you, trying not to lose control and strip him down in front of the audience.

Your small crowd applauded and whistled. You were set back down on the floor and looked into the crowd, seeing your mother's smiling face with tears of joy running down her cheeks and your father giving you a thumbs up, he too, crying tears of joy. All this seemed like a dream you didn't want to wake up from. But one thing really bothered you about the wedding; there wasn't really anyone from Dante's side of the family at the wedding. There were all your friends and family members and only three of Dante's.

You were meeting them for the first time. Dante took your hand and took you to the back of the room to introduce you to his friends. His best man followed him.

"Babe, I wanna introduce you to my partners. C'mon."

He undid his bow tie and loosened his collar, "Damn things try to kill me."

You laughed and came upon two adult women and a young man that looked to be in his teens.

"There he is! He's finally married! I won that bet!" One of the females laughed, giving him a hug.

"Yeah, I guess you did. Just put it on my tab, okay? I gotta honeymoon to attend to. But anyway, this is my wife, _."

"Hello." You smile, shaking hands with the blonde female at first.

"Congratulations. I'm Trish, a pleasure meeting you finally. He's always talking about you when we're out on the job."

"He really does. I'm Lady by the way. Just. Lady. You have a headache on your hands now, girlfriend." The other woman smiled. Her heterochromatic eyes caught yours. Both women were really attractive, making you wonder…

"Don't be bashful, kid." Dante said, shoving the younger boy in front of you playfully.

"I was going, moron." He laughed, giving him a man hug and walking in front of you.

"I'm Nero. Nice to meet you, _. I wish you both the happiest of years together." He said.

You held your hand out for a handshake but he just looked at it. Then acting quickly and giving you a nice hug.

"Sorry… he's… special." Dante whispered loudly to you.

"Shut up! I heard that!"

You also wondered why he also had white hair. Maybe a son? Nephew? Cousin? You shrugged to yourself.

"Alright. I'm about to fall asleep. Let's get to the after party already."

"Ugh. That's Dante for you." Trish sighed.

"Damn straight, babe. Time to cut some rug and shake some ass. You all should come and live a little." He laughed taking your hand and twirling you.

"We'll be there." They all said.

"Good. I wanna show you how hot she looks on the dance floor." He smiled.

You laughed and let him cuddle you. You both walked outside, being met by rice and bubbles.

"Damn, forgot about this part." Dante laughed.

"Thank you all for coming! Now, if you'd like to attend the after party, it's located at the hall just a few blocks from here. You can't miss it." You announce, ripping the bottom half of your dress off, revealing your garter and getting on Dante's motorcycle.

"Fuck the limo, am I right?"

"Fuck yeah!" You cheer, holding on tight to his body.

"Potty mouth." He laughed.

You laughed with him and rested your head on his back as he drove off to the hall. Other cars had followed you two down to the hall. The sun began to set as you two entered the hall and waited to be called into the room. After you heard your names called, Dante picked you up and made his way to the head table. Everyone cheered and clapped. Dante pecked you on the cheek as he sat you in your chair. Best day of you life? You bet.