CHAPTER 21

Vegas.

A pretty dangerous place if you aren't 1000% sober. And even if you are. You'll eventually let loose. Royce didn't drink any alcohol today or this week. But she was on a high. With him.

Little did she know, Joe had a private jet. All the times they had to wait in airports and fight with people over their luggage! But she then learned it was for his family when they'd take vacations and didn't want a thousand fans screaming at Joe and his kids.

"I can't believe we're doing this." Royce told him.

He looked over at her with his smirk. "Well believe it." Joe licked his lips. "Remember you said yes."

"I know I did." She smiled and looked down at the ring.

"When did you get this?" Royce wondered.

Joe bit his lip. "I actually bought it a little bit before Wrestlemania."

"Joe, really?" Her heart warmed.

He shyly smiled and looked down. "I just woke up one day and went ring shopping. Do you like it?"

Royce looked him in the eyes. "It could be from Walmart and I'd love it. I'm just happy I'm finally with you."

"Thank God you dumped Neels." Joe sighed and captured her lips in a kiss. Immediately they were in sync, she couldn't even remember the last time she kissed him. But boy, did it feel amazing to finally have his lips on hers. During their heated make-out, he managed to slide Royce on his lap.

"Joe," she gasped and broke the kiss as she felt him unbutton her jeans.

"Trust me." Joe said while fumbling with his own pants.

"Not here not now!" She scolded. "What if pilot opens the- oh my god!"

"Shh." He laughed in her ear. "Just enjoy the ride, literally."

"Joe we really should stop." Royce panted but shut her eyes and enjoyed the pleasurable feeling.

Joe tilted her chin up towards him. "Are you ready to marry me Ms. Presley?"

Royce tried her hardest to find words but her mind couldn't think straight. She gripped his shoulders.

"Royce." Joes hips met hers. "Answer me."

"Fuck," Royce took in a deep breath. "Y-yes."

They heard the door start to open. Royce bolted back to her seat and gathered herself.

"Mr. Anoa'i." The captain nodded towards him and went to the bathroom.

Joe looked over at Royce and laughed. "Hey now we're both in the mile high club," he nudged her.

"You're horrible." Royce shook her head but couldn't help but laugh with him.

"I love you." He kissed her cheek.

"I love you too."

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The plane finally landed in Las Vegas, it was almost eight at night. Royce and Joe roamed around their hotel, passing through casinos and stopping at several bars. Surprisingly no one payed much attention to them. Everyone was here for the same thing, to have a good time.

She even convinced him to go into the Magic Mike show but they quickly left once he seen a performer coming towards Royce. Ever since then he had his arm around her waist or on her butt to let people know she was with him.

Both were inseparable but also drunk together. After Joe gave Royce a blue colored drink, she was far from sober. At one point, this guy was eyeing her, Joe being Joe, grabbed her and kissed her. Not only on the lips but left behind a very decent sized hickey.

"Look." Joe pointed.

Royce followed his eyes and seen 'Viva Las Vegas Wedding Chapel.'

"Let's do it." Royce grabbed his arm and ran to the building.

Joe busted out laughing once they walked in. Elvis was literally everywhere.

"Hi, how can we help you?" A worker approached them.

"We would like to get married." Joe said.

He scanned through a list. "We have an opening in fifteen minutes, sound good?"

"Perfect." Joe smiled.

Him and Royce took a seat on the bench and just stared at each other.

"My parents are going to kill me." Royce ran her fingers through her hair.

"Mine probably will too." Joe wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "But hey, The King is going to be marrying us."

She chuckled. "The things we do for love."

"You want kids right?" He asked.

Royce nodded. "Some day, with you. Let's figure everything out first."

"I want to give you everything you want," Joe confessed. "And more. I know we're both wasted right now but I'll give the big white wedding. Okay?"

"You know I don't care about that stuff right?" Royce played with his beard. "As long as I'm with you, I'm more than okay."

Their hands intertwined. It was perfect. I mean it wasn't your ideal wedding. The Chapel had tacky wallpaper with at least a dozen Elvis impersonators walking around. It smelt like... Well Vegas. But neither of them cared. They were finally together after all this time. She was finally his, and that's all he wanted. He swore to himself he'd give Royce the traditional wedding. He himself wanted to see her walk down the aisle with a beautiful wedding dress. But jeans and a cropped top would have to do. For now.

"Do you Royce Presley Mahfud take Joseph Anoa'i to be your hunk of burning love?" The Elvis impersonator asked her.

Royce looked at Joe and laughed. He was quite the hunk. "I do."

He turned to Joe. "And do you Joseph Anoa'i take this here little lady to be your lawful wedded wife?"

"I do." Joe smiled.

"As I once said 'cause your kisses lift me higher, like the sweet sound of a choir. And you light my morning sky, with burning love.' I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss your bride!" He cheered.

Joe cupped Royce's cheek and deeply kissed his now wife. She wrapped her arms around his neck and practically melted into his arms.

All of a sudden, the door opened and in walked multiple Elvis'. They started to sing to the newly weds.

Wise men sayOnly fools rush inBut I can't help falling in love with youShall I stay?Would it be a sin

If I can't help falling in love with you?Like a river flowsSurely to the seaDarling, so it goes

Some things are meant to beTake my handTake my whole life too

For I can't help falling in love with youLike a river flowsSurely to the seaDarling, so it goesSome things are meant to be

Take my handTake my whole life tooFor I can't help falling in love with you

Royce looked at Joe and smiled. She laughed and wiped her face since she was crying from the song. Joe just held her. Despite them getting married, he was afraid if he let go, she'd disappear.

For I can't help falling in love with you.

———

The back of her knees hit the edge of her bed. He gently in one motion picked her up and placed her in the middle. He took his time. Exploring her body. Still remembering all the things she loved. Especially when his beard grazed over her neck,it tickled. But she loved it. She still remembered all the things he loved. When she bit his lip when they kissed or played with her lip ring. The feeling of her long nails scratching down his back only motivating him more. The sound of her moans in his ear. Or the simple times where she sat on top of his and just roamed his body. Her little hands tracing his tattoo and smiling. Something was different that night. It wasn't just sex like before. It was lust. It was love. And love conquers all.

"All the stars will tell the story, of our love and all its glory. Let us make this night of magic, and make it a night of love." – Elvis Presley

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to be continued

lmk if you guys want a MATURE scene. (and no i don't have to get high to write it.)

2 more chapters left and we're done :( </3 BUT! there will be a SEQUEL to this book coming out either the next chapter or the final chapter.