Hot-Blooded Killer: A Dark Mafia Arranged Marriage Romance (King of Clubs Book 2) by London Kingsley & Margo Bond Collins

Author:London Kingsley & Margo Bond Collins [Kingsley, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dangerous Love Publishing
Published: 2022-11-28T16:00:00+00:00

I had initially wanted to hold the ceremony at the Historic St. Joan of Arc Catholic Church just off the Strip, but in the end, it had been too small to accommodate our overflowing guest list.

Besides, the parish priest had been a bit too exacting in his insistence that Lorenzo and I undergo the Catholic marriage preparations, which would have taken six months, and neither Lorenzo nor I were willing to wait that long.

So we had moved the entire plan to the northernmost Catholic church in Vegas—a newer building in a parish with a less rule-bound priest, one who was willing to waive some of the more onerous, time-consuming preparations for a fee.

Also, it doesn’t hurt that he’s a distant cousin, I think as I meet my father at the chapel entrance.

The chapel itself is beautiful, with stark white walls, a desert mural decorating the reredos behind the chancel, and gold and tan inlays in the marble floor echoing the colors and shapes of the mural. The space was cool and soothing, and I knew as soon as I saw it that it would be the perfect wedding venue.

The chancel around the altar is covered in white roses, as are the edges of the pews along the aisle.

Pop leads me to the entrance and holds out an arm to me. “You look beautiful, Principessa,” he murmurs to me.

“And you look incredibly handsome,” I reply.

But as striking as Pop looks, it’s nothing compared to how unbearably gorgeous Lorenzo is, standing at the end of the aisle, waiting for me and wearing a black tuxedo. My mouth dries as I catch sight of him waiting for me.

The string quartet inside the chapel begins playing “Here Comes the Bride” and the doors open, revealing the man who is about to become my husband. Those green eyes of his lock onto mine, and despite the rows of pews full of people who have stood and turned to watch me enter, there might as well have been no one in the chapel but the two of us.

All the faces staring back at me—other than Lorenzo’s—are a blur.

Pop and I begin the stately procession down the aisle, and I find myself smiling as widely as if I were actually in love with Lorenzo.

My blood pounds in my ears so hard I can barely hear anything, but it doesn’t matter.

Lorenzo’s intense gaze holds all my attention, and for an instant, I’m certain I see light and dark fighting for dominance in the way he watches me.

Not until I reach the altar and Pop kisses me on the cheek before taking his seat do I realize that Max, Lorenzo’s older brother, is staring at me just as intently—but without the glint of anticipation I detect in Lorenzo’s eyes.

If I were forced to categorize it, I would say that Max’s stare holds an undercurrent of warning.

Max is Lorenzo’s only groomsman. Instead, he has two candles on his side of the altar, representing the brothers he lost in a car bombing.

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