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“Morning, gorgeous.” He smiled and handed her a cup.
The hair that fell over his scarred brow and his impish grin made him look like a mischievous teen. The final threads Alessandra held on to threatened to unravel.
“None of that today, miss!” He took her hand. “We drank our sorrows away last night. Today we have a wedding to stop.”
“I don’t want to go. I’m done playing games.”
“Don’t you want your husband back? Jerry is officiating, and I’ve got an invitation. You can be my plus one.”
“All right,” she sighed. “I’ll be your wedding date.”
Alessandra’s skin prickled, and she itched all over. The thought of Drake standing at the altar about to marry someone else made her sick. This couldn’t be real. It couldn’t be the end.
The ceremony was being held at the Rockefeller Chapel on the University of Chicago campus. She was in awe as she stepped into the medieval-inspired stone cathedral. It was breathtaking from the lavishly decorated exterior to the flowers that decorated the aisle.
The ceremony had already begun by the time they took their seats at the back of the chapel. Jerry’s voice echoed off the high ceiling allowing Alessandra to hear every word, though she wished she couldn’t. The ceremony was impersonal, as Jerry didn’t use flowery language or talk about love and devotion.
Standing at the altar, Drake looked absolutely miserable, reflecting her soul’s cry. He was unshaven, and his hair was messy. Even his suit was rumpled.
“If anyone has a reason why these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace.”
Noah nudged her. “It’s now or never.”
The guests held a collective breath. But no one truly expected an objection. So when Alessandra stood, gasps went up around her.
“Stop!” she screamed.
“Alessandra? What are you doing here?” Drake asked, shocked.
She ran down the aisle in tears, ignoring the anger on the young bride’s face. “Don’t do this, Drake. Please,” she begged.
“Alessandra, I have to.”
Alessandra shook her head. If they were in a movie, she’d give an impassioned speech, and every person in the chapel would root for them. Drake would give Fiona a sympathetic look, and she’d nod in understanding. The two of them would fly into each other’s arms and kiss as the camera panned around them, showing their embrace from every angle to insinuate that the world around them disappeared. Jerry would offer to remarry them, and they would cry yes in unison.
But Alessandra had just made a dangerous move while not one, but two, mafia families were in attendance. It didn’t matter that Romeo and Juliet ended in tragedy. If this were the end for her, she would go down fighting for Drake.
Alessandra was a mafia princess, not a little girl. She had reconciled her past with Marcello and Luca. Now it was time for her to bring down her father. The first step was reclaiming her husband, and they would work together.
Enzo rose from a seat in the front row. “That’s enough! Guards, escort Miss Russo outside. She hasn’t learned her place and requires a lesson.”
An ape-sized man approached her. As he reached for her, she ducked beneath his arm and almost ran into the arms of a freckled ginger man.
“Don’t touch her,” Drake shouted.
The doors to the chapel burst open, and a group of men entered with their weapons raised. Screams and shouts reverberated around the chapel.
Enzo pulled a weapon from his waistband and fired a single warning shot. The pop had every civilian cowering in fear. “How dare you interrupt my son’s wedding. Have you no shame, Tony?”
“Papà?” Alessandra gasped. “What are you doing here?”
Her father didn’t look at her and kept his gun trained on Enzo. “I’ve waited twenty years to avenge Marina.”
“Get the fuck outta here,” an angry-looking bearded man said.
Alessandra hadn’t noticed the father of the bride before. Was he the leader of the McGraw family? Was Alessandra looking at her father? She couldn’t think about that, not when ruthless armed men threatened a chapel full of innocent people.
She couldn’t hold back anymore and vomited on the floor. Drake took a step off the altar, and the first shot rang out. Alessandra covered her ears and ducked. Civilians ran to the exit, creating a calamity around them
