Chapter 84 I Love You, Lorenzo

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• I never imagined that one day I would be dressed as a bride, with veil and wreath, practically entering a chapel and about to marry a mafia boss with whom I have a son.
• I've always been the person who repeated a thousand times that this would never happen, that I would never fall in love with anyone, man or woman. But here I am, with butterflies in my stomach that paralyzed me, hands sweating, and anxious to see the man I love at the altar.