**GABRIEL**
Three days before the wedding, the guys threw me a bachelor party.
"No strippers," I'd told them firmly. "And no getting me so drunk I can't remember my own name."
"You're no fun," Tony complained, but he was grinning.
We ended up at one of my clubs, a private room in the back with just my closest men. Marco, Tony, Vincent, and a few others who'd been with me through everything.
"To the boss," Marco raised his glass. "Who's finally getting domesticated."
"f**k off," I said, but I was smiling.
"No, seriously." Vincent leaned forward. "We're happy for you, Boss. Gracie's good for you. Good for all of us."
"She keeps him human," Tony added. "Reminds him there's more to life than business and territory."
"She's everything," I said quietly. "I don't know what I did to deser
