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Today was the day. Stella was getting married to her first love Drake. Drake wore a black tuxedo and sported a cane, in case she needed it. He wanted it to be so special for her. He knew this legal wedding would secure her into his family forever. Ash dressed Stella in a white givenchy silk gown that hung loose on her thin frame. She was absolutely breathtaking. He braided her hair around the top, inserting crystals in the crown and letting it hang loose in curls down the back. Ash pulled her to him to look closely at her make up. He nodded. " I'm pretty good at doing make up, I guess." Stella mouthed "thanks." He grabbed her waist. " Doing my part in this wedding of ours, you are mine too, remember that." He kissed her and ran his finger over her n****e, the feel of the soft