37. Marrying the Bad Boy

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The night turned out to be great fun. No lap dance was given, but Steven was subjected to Shelby's incessant flirting. I supposed she deserved it for being the only single girl in the group. Flirt away, Shelby, as long as it keeps you away from my fiancé, I don't care. The next few days passed quickly, and before I knew it, the wedding day was here, and I was a nervous wreck. What if something goes wrong? What if Tony suddenly gets cold feet? I would most likely drag him to the altar by his ears, but I'd rather not humiliate him in front of all these people. I put on my wedding gown. It was a custom made floor-length gown that was covered in lace and hugged all of my curves. I figured Tony would appreciate it since he loved my body so much. My hair was tied into an elegant updo, whic

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