Everything was going on perfectly well. The Landons no longer lived in the fear of the mafia. Alessia felt surrounded with many helping hands as her big day was approaching with speed. Dem and Alina were absolute sweethearts, not overlooking her desires but suggesting their ideas only when she needed them. Fiona doted on her like she was her own daughter, making the other daughter-in-laws envious sometimes.
“I swear, she loves you more than Eva,” Dem teased her as they were helping her fixing her wedding dress inside one of the opulent rooms in the mansion. The luxury bridal wear shone with perfection, the high-couture accomplishment clearly visible with the exquisiteness of the fabric and the amenity of the laces. Alina had the dress specifically concocted for her by one of his friends,
