Chapter 109. Forever

Ash's POV

"Fuuuuck! Must you place this shit around my neck so tightly?" I ask Night Eyes with a frown.

Night Eyes rolls his eyes but doesn't say anything except to tighten the tie around my neck like a damn noose. He says I've been acting like a prissy bitch since I woke this morning and realized it's the D-day. 

My six trusted men, now my groomsmen, are sitting around dressed up in white tuxedos, drinking champagne while I'm sweating buckets inside this suit that's more like a straight jacket than any other thing.

"Will you get your feet off my precious table, Moro?" I say, tugging on my collar as I eye him from the corner of my eyes. 

He just smirks and continues sipping on his drink like I didn't just give him an order. 

"Ouch, fuck! What the-? Will you take it easy? My neck's not a damn concrete, Night Eyes."

"Quit bitching, Ash, anyone hearing you would think you're not dying to get married to Alici