VICO POV
From that fateful dinner until now, Vico felt like he’d merely been surviving.
Inside, he was shattered, but he’d made a pact with himself: the world would never see his cracks.
He spent countless nights pounding his chest, swearing he’d never be unhappy, that he’d always put his desires first. Yet, today, he was doing the complete opposite.
Today, Vico was sealing a deal with Diavolo. Something he’d spent his entire life resisting. For weeks, he’d barely laid eyes on Leo, staying holed up at home, trying to avoid the reality he couldn’t escape.
As he waited at the altar for a woman he didn’t love, his mind drifted to Sophia, the one person who occupied every corner of his thoughts.
The guests were all smiles… except Gabrielle and Leo. The look in Leo’s eyes spoke volumes.
