"Brought to you live from the most famous and popular Broadcasting Network, Monachre. This is your hot and sexy host, Liyan Nie.

I have great news for those who are fans of the Santoro brothers. According to some reports, they will be attending the wedding of their cousin, Dream Noct Santoro and his soon to be wife, Sofia Garner.

Get this! With no mask and no contact lenses at all! Isn't that exciting? We will all get to see their muscular and sharp jawline, their sexy and smoky eyes and their luscious, plump lips!

Stay tuned for more coverage of this year's biggest wedding celebration filled with celebrities, politicians, paparazzi and your sexy, beautiful host, Liyan Nie!"

White, red and pink, fairy lights and some pretty chandeliers, green plants that drapes down the curtains of the pillar at the entrance, lights and the red carpet, everything is in place.

The plants are healthy and the stage is ready. The wedding is finally hear and everyone is nervous.

Primo is looking around the venue near where they are. All of the third generation Santoros are placed into one place while the others are in a different tent.

Daime is sitting and playing games in his phone while their other cousins are waiting for the signal of the receptionist when they need to enter the wedding hall and walks behind their cousin.

"What time is it?"

Primo looks at their other cousin who asks the question and Daime is the one who answers him. Hearing that they need to wait for more than thirty minutes more is making them all groan is annoyance.

"This place is too damp and our scents are suffocating! Can't they move any faster?"

This pisses Primo off, making him clench his fist but before he can even answer, Daime stands up from his seat and places his phone the table, as he faces his complaining cousin.

"Why don't you help the receptionist so she can move any faster?"

Darkness fills his voice as his eyes stares at the man directly through his soul. The other man steps backward and clears his throat, removing any fear that is beginning to occur in his mind.

"I'm sorry."

Even if Daime is the youngest among all of them, most of the third generation Santoros are scared of Daime. He is known as the most dangerous third generation cousin after Primo.

"Stop complaining because you are not helping at all."

The cousin bows down his head in shame and looks away from the man. Minutes later, one of the personnel under the supervision of the receptionist, enters the tent and tells them to get ready.

"You will be walking after Drax enters the entrance of the wedding hall."

Daime and Primo look at each other before looking at their other cousins.

"Wait, Drax? Why?"

They mostly shrug at the sudden turn of events but Daime and Primo are still looking for answers.

It is for a fact and a common knowledge that Drax is the oldest Second generation Santoro. So, it is a big question for Daime and Primo as to why he is walking at the end of the line.

"Don't tell that they will not attend this wedding."

Daime shakes his head and remembers that his brother is also one of the Second generations Santoro. Thinking about that now is making him emotional. He wipes his tears away while sniffing his sorrows into the depths of his soul.

Daime needs to forget about his brother since he already knows that his sister might need his help in the future. He already has a new brother and that is Crystal's husband, Miko.

He exhales a heavy sigh while Primo places his hand over his shoulder to soothe the crying man.

"It's okay. Kieffer is healthy and he is alive in our hearts. Or maybe Alex might see him in this wedding tonight. Plus, you need to man up since we have a mission to take care of."

This made Daime clears his throat and swallows the heavy lump in his throat. Primo is right. They have a mission tonight and that is the main priority.

Aiden is his main priority.

Daime wipes his tears away and faces forward, seeing Drax is already by the entrance and is being taken pictures by his fans and those who want to take a closer look of the only Second generations Santoro who attends the wedding.

"Ready?"

Daime nods at Primo and begins to walk towards the entrance of the wedding hall. He fixes his long hair and smiles to the people that wait for them to take a picture.

"Oh my goodness! This is Liyan Nie and I just spotted Daime Santoro, with his beautiful smile and his fitted suit!"

Daime hears one of the reporters and turns his head towards her. At the exact moment that the reporter turns her head, she almost fainted.

Daime Santoro is looking at her.

Daime is wearing a grey fitted tuxedo, courtesy of Mr. Kelly that forces him to wear it because it accentuated his entire body structure.

Grey fitted coat with a grey vest buttoned up until the very end, white long sleeves as an undergarment and black necktie.

His pants are tacked tight as if they are part of his skin, giving him a small space to breathe and to bend down.

He is also wearing the wrist watch that Kieffer gave him before he flew to the Philippines and starts a new life there, eventually meeting Primo and being taken care of by Drax.

Daime smiles at the reporter as he waits for Primo to walks down beside him. The oldest and the youngest; that's how they will walk side by side together.

It has always been this way since the very beginning of the wedding celebrations of Santoros and all of their traditions.

Primo is wearing a burgundy colored suit from his coat to his vest and down to his pants. Both of them are wearing black leather shoes and black socks.

He is also wearing his rose gold wrist watch that his adopted sister gave him two days before the wedding event.

After Primo positions himself to the wedding entrance, Daime walks beside him and they both enter the entrance hall.

After this, it will be their mission. Both of them are nervous about what is yet to come.