| 48 | Husband And Wife

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Michele Serra is a curly-haired lanky guy in his early 30s. Most likely Alfeo's first cousin.

They have the same downturned blue eyes. Light brown hair. Well-defined jawline. About the same height, too.

Paolo, Fico and the other bodyguards remain standing near the carved wooden doors. They keep glancing around. Like they're all expecting someone uninvited to show up out of nowhere.

It's only worsening my nerves. I'm not sure why Alfeo brought seven guards with him.

Because Dominico told him to? Maybe he told Alfeo that security is an issue right now. Or does Alfeo usually bring this many bodyguards wherever he goes?

I tilt my head and look at my groom.

The guy looks stupidly handsome in his tux. Like he should be on a catwalk. Not sure if he did his own hair today. It looks on point, like the rest of his outfit.

Something in me aches when he stares back at me with a faint smile.

Help...

I can't believe this is all happening. I'm marrying the man of my drea