Chapter 9 - The Blind Mafia Boss Who Finally Opened Every Curtain
One year later, Arthur's life looked completely different.
His legitimate businesses were thriving.
The criminal network had been dismantled.
His foundation had helped hundreds of families.
And his office curtains were open.
Nora noticed the first morning.
“You opened them.”
Arthur stood by the window.
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because I wanted to know what the city sounded like when sunlight entered it.”
Nora smiled.
“You can't see sunlight.”
“No.”
He turned toward her.
“But you described it.”
She had.
Months earlier.
She had described every sunrise.
Every snowfall.
Every color.
Every ridiculous thing she saw from the office window.
Arthur remembered all of it.
Their relationship had changed slowly.
It wasn't dramatic.
It was built in small things.
Coffee.
Arguments.
Late nights.
Trust.
Arthur learned to accept help.
Nora learned that independence didn't mean refusing everyone.
And one snowy evening, Arthur asked her to stay.
Not as his assistant.
As his partner.
Nora said yes.
Their wedding was small.
Vincent stood beside Arthur.
Daniel attended.
Arthur's mother cried.
Nora wore a simple ivory dress.
Arthur wore black.
When she reached him, he smiled.
“You're late.”
“Three minutes.”
“I counted.”
“You're impossible.”
“You knew that.”
“I did.”
The ceremony ended with laughter.
And when Nora took Arthur's hand, she noticed something.
He wasn't holding her because he needed guidance.
He was holding her because he wanted to.
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That difference mattered.
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