Chapter 28
The reception was a flawless, elegant affair. The bright, natural light was replaced by the warm, golden glow of the crystal chandeliers. Dominic and Elena danced in the center of the room, surrounded by heavily armed, fiercely loyal men who would die to protect them.
"Are you happy, Mrs. Falcone?" Dominic murmured, holding her securely against his broad chest.
"I have never been happier," Elena smiled, resting her head against him. "But I have to admit, I never expected to marry a Mafia boss."
"I am only a boss to the world," Dominic corrected softly, kissing her temple. "To you, I am simply a man who will burn the world to ashes if anyone tries to take you from me."
The evening concluded with Lily falling asleep in a plush chair, exhausted by the excitement. Dominic carried his daughter effortlessly up the grand staircase, Elena walking proudly by his side.
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They tucked Lily into bed, the nursery bathed in soft, comforting light. Dominic watched his new wife gently stroke the child's hair, feeling a profound, unshakeable peace settle over his soul.
He had stared into the abyss, uncovered horrific betrayals, and executed thousands to secure his throne. But looking at the two women he loved, he realized that true power was not in the fear he commanded, but in the family he had protected.
