Chapter 10 - The Master of Villa Rosa
Two years later.
The sun shone brightly over Villa Rosa, reflecting off the calm blue waters of Newport Harbor. The grand lawn was filled with white flowers, ribbons, and dozens of guests—not underground bosses or corrupt politicians, but legitimate business partners, community leaders, and true friends of the Virelli family.
A grand marquee was set up near the cliffside, where a string quartet played soft classical music.
Dominic stood near the altar, dressed in a tailored black tuxedo, looking handsome and formidable. Beside him stood Carlo, wearing a clean suit, acting as his best man.
The music shifted to a gentle, romantic melody.
The guests stood up.
Marin walked down the aisle, holding a bouquet of white peonies. She wore an exquisite, off-the-shoulder lace gown that flowed softly around her as she walked. Her dark hair was styled in soft curls, pinned back with a pearl comb.
Walking beside her, holding her hand, was Elias, looking sharp in a tiny matching tuxedo, proudly carrying out his duty as her escort.
Dominic watched her approach, his heart pounding in his chest with a fierce, overwhelming love he had never thought he was capable of feeling.
When she reached the altar, Elias handed her hand over to Dominic, giving him a stern, nine-year-old nod. "Take care of my mom," the boy said softly.
"With my life, Elias," Dominic promised solemnly.
They turned to face the officiant, but before the vows began, Dominic looked toward the front row.
Isabella sat in her wheelchair, dressed in a gorgeous gold silk dress. She was smiling broadly, her eyes shining with absolute happiness. On her lap rested a small wooden board with a message she had written before the ceremony began:
MY HOME IS FINALLY SAFE.
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Dominic looked back at Marin, taking her hands in his.
As they exchanged their vows under the clear blue sky, the ocean breeze swept gently over the cliffs of Villa Rosa. The dark shadows of treason, fear, and violence were completely gone, replaced by the enduring strength of a love built not on wealth or status, but on loyalty, courage, and a phone call that had changed everything.
