Chapter 56
56
Four Months Later
Life has been chaotic yet calm at the same time.
The casino is busier than ever, and even though most problems with my job outside the casino have settled, we always have situations to handle.
Enya agreed to work at Pippa’s studio. Not that she had much choice. Riona evicted her and sold the building in under a month.
Married life can’t get any better. While no marriage is perfect, ours is pretty damn close.
“You make a beautiful groom,” Julian sarcastically says.
I adjust my cuff links. “Pippa will kick my ass if I kick yours on our wedding day, so I’ll let that slide.”
He chuckles. “I’d like to add that your elopement was much less stressful.”
Even with my hectic schedule, I helped Pippa with every aspect of wedding planning. At first, I hadn’t been sure if she wanted my help, but she asked for my opinion on every step. I agreed with her choices most of the time since my wife has impeccable fucking taste. The times I didn’t, I didn’t voice it .
Today isn’t about me. It’s about her.
I’m damn excited to see her walk down the aisle and to say our vows again.
Sometimes, I even dream of how she looked the last time she said, “I do,” before I slipped the ring on her finger.
Two nights ago, I made her give me hints about her dress while fucking her.
“His wedding is much calmer than mine,” Antonio comments from a corner chair, sipping on his drink. “Imagine having a wedding with a full guest list with Lombardis, Marchettis, and Cavallaros. I don’t know how many times Gigi prayed for no murders during our ceremony.”
“Nah.” I shake my head. “If there’s anyone who knows people won’t fuck with them, it’s Gigi Marchetti?—”
“Lombardi,” Antonio sternly corrects.
I crack at smile at how possessive he is of his wife and then check my watch. Thirty minutes before I’m scheduled to make my way to the end of the altar.
I haven’t seen Pippa since last night because her little troublesome friend group—Genesis, Darcy, Gigi, Natalia, Neomi, and the Cavallaro sisters—decided to throw her a bachelorette party.
There were no strippers involved.
They stayed at Neomi and Benny’s home on the Marchetti property. No one comes and goes from there without being tracked.
Our attention turns to the door at the sound of a knock. Julian, who’s closest to the door, takes a few strides and swings it open.
Genesis stands in front of him, and her attention lands straight on me. “Pippa said she’s not walking down the aisle.”