Page 128 of My Broken Bodyguard 3: Catch & Bianca

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

THE WEDDING CRASHERS

BIANCA

The nerve of that woman to crash my wedding. She thought she could push Catch into marriage. Join mafia families. Catch was his own person, and no one could make that man do something he didn’t want to do. When he wanted something, he was all in. And nothing could stop him. Trust me I tried to tell him this was crazy. We hadn’t known each other that long, but here we were married. I just married Callum Rizzo. Heat washed over my body. I was now Mrs. Rizzo. A smile lit up my lips as I stood at the front entrance of the chapel waiting with my wedding party while our men cleaned house. Brock had two men guarding us.

The girls and I were ready. We had our weapons close. I had a twenty-two taped to my inner thigh. What could I say? I wasn’t taking any chances.

After loading up our wedding crasher in the trunk of the super stretch silver Rolls Royce limo, we climbed into the back seat. The partition was already closed. The driver turned out onto the strip heading for the reception venue.

It was just me and my husband in the spacious limo. Catch wouldn’t have it any other way.

Curling my arm around my husband’s, I kissed his lips. “I love you.”

“Mrs. Rizzo, you have no idea how much I love you.”

My heart swelled in my chest. Catch was such a hard man. Meaning he had a tough shell on the outside. But I could see his love for me written all over his face.

I wiggled my nose. “I think I do,” I answered truthfully.

“You’ve done some very bad boy things for me from the start.”

“That will only continue. I’ll protect my wife beyond the ever after.”

My brows rose. “How would you do that?”

“I’d always have someone watching out for my drop-dead gorgeous wife.”

I shook my head. “Of course you would.”

Pressing my lips against his, I smiled. “I’m ready to dance.”

“Will you dance with me?” I asked.

“I sure will, bombshell.” He winked slipping his hand up my wedding dress.

“Later, I have a special wedding present for you.”

My mouth dropped open. “I wonder what it could be.”

“You’ll see soon enough.” He crushed my lips. His hand halted on the twenty-two taped between my thighs.

Catch pulled back. “What’s that?”

“Extra protection,” I replied.

He chuckled. “A woman after my own heart.”

His hand continued up until it reached my glittery thong. “This feels shiny.”

“It is.” I grinned as I widened my legs.

I chose to go with the thong after all. I just had to control my slick pussy from coming at the sight of Callum in the chapel.

“I plan to remove it with my teeth.” He slipped two fingers inside my core.

“Oh, Callum,” I moaned as I dropped my head back against the plush leather seat.

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