Chapter 4

The door was slightly ajar.

I stopped, listening through the crack as Cassian replied in a flat, even tone. "Relax. The wedding was a huge success. Everything went perfectly."

"Thank God! Man, thank you so much!" Julian let out a massive sigh of relief, even sounding a bit smug. "Chloe and the baby are safe. I owe you big time!"

A flicker of mockery flashed through Cassian’s eyes. He slowly spun his new wedding band on his finger. "No, Julian. I should be the one thanking you."

With that, he hung up effortlessly.

I could not help but chuckle and pushed the door open.

Cassian whipped around. The moment he saw it was me, the cold calculation in his eyes melted instantly, replaced by a flash of hidden panic.

"What is wrong?"

I had to admit, this wolf in sheep’s clothing was so scheming it was almost cute.

I could not wait to see Julian’s face when he found out the truth.

I smiled slightly. "Nothing, just need you to help me untie my dress."

His eyes lit up. "Gladly."

After the ceremony, Cassian pulled out a thick stack of documents like a magic trick.

"These are the marriage papers and the asset transfer agreements." He shoved a pen into my hand. "Sign them, Serafina."

My eyes widened. When did he prep all this?

"Why the rush? Right now?"

Cassian nodded silently, his jaw tight.

He looked like if I did not sign right this second, he would not be able to sleep tonight.

How did this guy look anything like a ruthless mafia Don right now?

I took the papers and quickly signed my name on every page.

It took less than twenty minutes.

The second I finished, Cassian immediately called his right-hand man, Leo.

"Input my wife’s biometrics into all family security systems immediately."

"From now on, the Don's wife has top-tier clearance to all Russo properties, vaults, and estates."

"Yes, Boss."

After sorting that out, Cassian turned back to me and pulled out his phone. "Let us take a picture together and post it to announce our marriage."

I frowned slightly. "Is that necessary? Is it not a bit too high-profile..."

Hearing my rejection, the light in Cassian’s eyes instantly dimmed.

He pressed his lips together, looking incredibly serious, but his dark eyes showed a clear, almost puppy-like grievance of being abandoned.

"Am I... really that shameful to be seen with?" he asked in a low, muffled voice, acting like he had suffered the world's biggest injustice. "Are you still thinking about him?"

I almost laughed out loud. The supreme Don of New York was throwing a pity party like a pro.

"Give me the phone." I sighed, compromising.

Cassian immediately leaned in, wrapped an arm around my shoulder, and pressed a soft, cherished kiss to my temple.

A shutter clicked.

The moment his lips touched my skin, I could clearly feel the wild, violent pounding of his heart against his chest.

I posted the photo on my socials with no caption.

Within minutes, the comment section blew up. New York’s underworld elite were reposting it like crazy, shocked by the sudden mega-alliance and calling us a match made in heaven.

Just then, a harsh ringtone shattered the peace in the room.

The caller ID flashed a name: Julian.

Cassian glanced at the screen, then took a half-step back, putting on a perfectly calm and generous front. "Do you need me to step out?"

I saw his tightly clenched fists and knew exactly what was up.

He wanted to smash the phone to pieces but was playing the mature guy for me.

"No need." I smirked, answered the call, and put it on speaker.

The second it connected, Julian’s furious, distorted roar blasted through:

"Serafina! What the hell is up with that photo?! Are you fucking crazy?!"