As the chapel doors opened, thunderous applause echoed through the estate.
The newlyweds stepped out hand in hand beneath a shower of white rose petals and fragrant lily blossoms. Smiles illuminated every face as family, friends, and distinguished guests celebrated the union of the future heads of the De Silva Clan.
The most powerful Mafia family in the country celebrated not a victory in war—
But a victory of love.
Aciel glanced at Xylia.
She was smiling so brightly that it momentarily erased every hardship she had endured.
Without saying a word, he intertwined his fingers with hers.
She squeezed his hand in return.
"I'm really your wife now," she whispered with a soft laugh.
He looked at the wedding ring on her finger before lifting her hand to his lips.
"My wife."
The simple words made her cheeks flush. She had dreamed of hearing them.
Now they were finally real.
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