Chapter 12 - Our Wedding Was Supposed to Be Quiet—Until Every Powerful Man in New York Showed Up to Witness the Former Mafia Boss Become a Father InsteadWe married in a small ceremony.

No weapons.
No criminal associates.
Just family.
Friends.
The girls carried flowers.
Willa held my hand.
Lena sat beside Sloan.
When I saw Sloan walking toward me, I remembered the woman I'd abandoned.
And the woman who had somehow forgiven me.
I promised her one thing.
“No more secrets.”
She smiled.
“No more running.”
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I kissed her.
And everyone applauded.
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