Chapter 17
The wedding was a private, highly secure event held within the impenetrable walls of the Blackwell estate. The grand atrium was transformed into a vision of white roses and cinematic, brilliant light.
Only the most trusted capos and loyal associates were in attendance. They stood in respectful, terrified silence as Soren stood at the altar, looking devastatingly handsome in a custom tuxedo.
Elodie walked down the aisle, looking breathtakingly beautiful in a flowing white gown. Alice, beaming with absolute happiness, walked ahead of her as the flower girl, wearing a beautiful dress that perfectly matched her new mother's.
As they exchanged vows, Soren held her hands, his artistic, tattooed fingers tracing her knuckles gently. He looked into her eyes, the cold, ruthless Mafia boss completely surrendering to the woman who had brought light into his dark world.
They exchanged vows in soft, intimate whispers, sealing the absolute, unbreakable bond between them.
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As they turned to face the room, the capos erupted into applause. Soren pulled Elodie close, kissing her deeply. He had navigated a world of treachery, violence, and profound danger. He had executed enemies, burned rival syndicates, and eradicated traitors to secure his throne.
But holding his wife and his children in the bright, cinematic light of their home, Soren Blackwell knew that true power was not in the fear he commanded, but in the family he had protected.
