The news hit like a thunderclap spreading through the underground networks faster than wildfire: Axel the enigmatic and ruthless mafia boss was getting married. The announcement came with an invitation… lavishly designed with gold embossments and thick parchment paper delivered discreetly to Adam’s estate by a courier who vanished as quickly as he’d arrived.
Adam stood by his office window the invitation in his hand his sharp gaze fixed on the horizon. His jaw clenched as he read the ostentatious declaration aloud:
“You are cordially invited to the union of Axel Macini and…” He paused frowning. “No name. Just ‘a bride of honor.’”
Audrey perched on the edge of the nearby sofa tilted her head curiously. “Why the secrecy? Isn’t a wedding usually a time to show off the bride?”
“It’s Axel”
