Chapter 19 - The Vows
Exactly six months later, the sprawling grounds of Palazzo Rossi were completely unrecognizable from the terrifying fortress it used to be.
The heavily armed, intimidating guards were permanently replaced by regular, professional corporate security teams in crisp business suits.
Lorenzo had successfully liquidated all of his illegal underground assets and wisely invested his massive fortune into legitimate, global shipping businesses.
He was no longer the feared, ruthless monster of the Naples underworld.
He was a highly respected, legitimate CEO who donated millions to local charities and schools.
Camilla and Don Moretti were both currently serving consecutive life sentences in a maximum-security federal prison, completely stripped of their wealth and power.
I was no longer the invisible, humiliated widow scrubbing dirty floors for arrogant elites who despised my very existence.
I was the proud, beloved lady of the grand estate, walking down a magnificent aisle covered in thousands of white rose petals.
The bright summer sun shone gloriously over the beautiful blooming gardens as I wore a stunning, custom-made white lace gown.
May you like
Lorenzo looked incredibly handsome waiting for me at the altar, dressed flawlessly in a sharp, tailored black tuxedo that fit his broad shoulders perfectly.
Lily was our beautiful little flower girl, excitedly tossing pink petals into the air with a massive, gap-toothed grin on her face.
