I forced a fake smile and replied, "Yes, I came for the wedding, brother." My words were tinged with the irony of the situation, as he was unaware that I was well aware of what had truly happened the night before.
"The wedding was yesterday, Massimo," he said, a cold smile forming on his lips.
"Information I would have known if you had sent me an invitation, brother," I retorted.
I continued to stare at him in silence for a moment, our gazes locking in a silent duel of unspoken intentions. He finally broke eye contact and asked, "Would you like to come in, brother?" I nodded, pushing the memories to the back of my mind as I entered the suite.
Giovanni led me to the dining room. "Would you like to have breakfast with us? I just need to wake up Mia. You know, yesterday was our wedding ni
