Vow to Me: A Mafia Arranged Marriage (The Romano Empire Book 1)

52. Epilogue- Three months later

Ilook out over the few faces I see seated in front of me on the beach. This time around, we opted to only have our close friends and family here rather than make a big circus for our wedding.

In turn, the only people here are my father, Marco, Enzo with the object of his obsession—Robyn and Alec. Izzy spoke to my father and brothers and asked if they’d be okay if we held our wedding here on the island my dad bought for Ma. They all immediately agreed, of course they did, they all love Izzy—probably more than they do me—and would do anything to make her happy. She wanted us to get married here because she thought it would be good to honor my mother, and because it’s in the exact same spot as I got down on one knee and proposed to her.

Turns out my wife is rather sentimental; I can say for certain I never expected the psychotic woman I met on our wedding day to become my whole world. I thought she was unhinged—and she certainly is—but I fucking love how hard she loves, how much she cares, how much she wants to help people and make a difference in this godforsaken world.

I watch as Izzy comes out of the house and makes her way towards me. Unlike last time, she’s not decked out in a full wedding gown but rather a white jumpsuit thing that is absolutely her. The front dips down between her breasts and gives me a view of her cleavage, a goddamn dream, and I never want to wake up. She slowly makes her way towards me, and I can’t fucking take it any longer, it’s been three hours since I’ve had her in my arms and that’s three hours too fucking long.

I take off in a run towards her and swing her up into my arms, making everyone around us laugh before making my way back to the front and setting her down on her feet beside me.

“Impatient as always,” she mutters, and I give her my best winning smile.

“You look fucking amazing baby.”

The officiant clears his throat and begins the ceremony. His voice buzzes in the back of my mind as I continue to stare at the woman in front of me, she’s everything I never knew I needed, wanted, desired. When I was told I’d be getting married, I drank myself into a stupor while burying my head in the sand. Little did I know then that it would be the best thing to ever happen to me. I can’t imagine my life without this woman in it, without her by my side I wouldn’t be the man I am today. I’d be a shell of myself, unable to go on.

“Luca! Your vows,” Izzy whispers and gives me a chastising glare and I realize that I completely tuned out while staring at her. Oops.

“Right,” I say and clear my throat.

“Izzy, you came into my life at a time when I needed you, and not because of a deal or business, but because I needed your light to brighten up my world. I needed your smile to make me feel alive. I know I’ve made mistakes in the past, and I know I’ll probably make more, but I vow to love you, always. I vow to take care of you for the rest of our lives, to protect you, to give you the freedom you need and want and to stand by your side through everything. I vow to believe in you, in us. I’ll spend the rest of my life showing you just how much of a queen you are, even on the days when you drive me insane, I’ll be right by your side showing you just how much I love you. In sickness, in health, in good times and bad. Forever, till death do us part.”

Tears stream down her face as I finish, and I use my thumbs to wipe them from her cheeks. Even when crying, she’s still the most beautiful woman in the world.

“Luca, you blasted your way into my life and tipped my whole world upside down. You came in and changed everything, and I couldn’t be more thankful. You’ve supported me, carried me when I needed you to, and brought me a whole new family that I didn’t know I needed.” She trembles as she clasps my hands with hers. “You mixed up my whole life and added color to an otherwise dull and gray existence. Thank you for giving me a kaleidoscope of colors. I promise to stand by your side, be your support system and your home. I vow to take care of you, the way you do me. I vow to fight by your side, loving you in a way that no one else ever will. I’ll always be yours, in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, forever and always. Until death do us part.”

My lips descend on hers as soon as she finishes speaking and I can hear Enzo let out a whoop and I internally roll my eyes as I hear the officiant mutter something under his breath before announcing, “I now pronounce you Mr and Mrs Romano.”

Fucking finally, it’s been three months of torture not being able to refer to her as my wife but having to use fiancé instead.

I pull back and grin down at her and she gives me my favorite smile of hers. I’m one lucky asshole to be gifted that smile for the rest of my life and I make an unspoken vow to keep that smile on her face every single day for the rest of my existence.

“Ti amo, mia regina,” I whisper against her hair as I pull her into my chest.

“Sempre, amore mio.”

The End.