Chapter 15 - The Wedding BellsThree months later, Bellarosa restaurant was closed to the public for a private celebration.
The dining room was transformed into a breathtaking garden of white lilies and soft candlelight. There were no flashing police sirens, no rival gangsters, and no lurking threats—only close friends, loyal associates, and Maria sitting in the front row, wiping a happy tear from her cheek as the string quartet played a gentle melody.
I stood before the altar in a simple, elegant lace wedding gown, my heart overflowing with peace. When Antonio turned to slide the gold band onto my finger, his dark eyes shone with a depth of love and devotion that defied every dark rumor ever written about him in the newspapers.
When the priest pronounced us husband and wife, Antonio pulled me close and kissed me softly amidst the thunderous applause of our guests.
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Outside, the lights of Brooklyn twinkled across the skyline—a city that feared him, a city that had tried to destroy us both. But standing there in his arms, I knew we had won. We had taken the chaos of our past and turned it into an unbreakable sanctuary.
The mafia boss and the waitress had found their forever, right where the sea met the shore.
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