LOGINnoon, the celebration had finally come to an end.The guests had gradually departed, returning to their various homes after hours of congratulations, laughter, food, and music. The servants were busy clearing the reception area, while the remaining staff attended to the final arrangements around the mansion.For the first time that day, Lidia and Erika were finally alone.They had settled comfortably in one of the mansion’s sitting rooms, away from the noise and movement of the household. A tray containing fresh juice, tea, and a few snacks rested on the centre table.Lidia sat with her legs tucked beneath her, while Erika occupied the opposite end of the sofa.“So,” Erika began, picking up her glass, “how does it feel to be engaged to the Ice King?”Lidia immediately laughed.“Must you call him that?”“Of course! That’s his official title.”“He’s not that scary.”Erika raised an eyebrow.“Not scary? Lidia, we’re talking about Bruno Deluca. The same man whose name makes grown men low
Bruno looked at her.“Would you like something, Erika?”She laughed.“No, thank you. I don’t want to interrupt your duties.”Lidia burst into laughter, while Bruno simply shook his head.Dinner continued for several hours before everyone finally left the table.The celebration, however, was far from over.They returned to the reception area, where the music had grown louder and the decorations seemed even more beautiful under the evening lights.Gifts were presented and shared among the guests, while several people took turns congratulating the couple. Some offered traditional presents, others brought jewellery, expensive household pieces, and thoughtful gifts for their future home.Lidia was overwhelmed by the generosity.She thanked everyone personally, occasionally turning towards Bruno whenever another gift was brought forward.As the evening progressed, the guests naturally separated into two groups.The ladies gathered around one of the beautifully decorated tables, while the me
His face transformed. The tension disappeared from his shoulders, and the smile that spread across his lips was so genuine that Lidia felt her heart ache. He slipped the ring onto her finger, then rose and pulled her gently into his arms. For a moment, neither spoke. Bruno pressed his forehead against hers. “You have no idea how happy you’ve made me.” “I think I do.” He kissed her forehead, then her cheek. “Thank you for choosing me again.” Lidia placed both hands against his chest. “Don’t make me regret it.” “Never.” He kissed her, gently at first, then with all the emotion he had struggled to contain. Cheers erupted around them. Gennado laughed loudly, and someone began clapping. Tony, apparently excited by all the noise, joined in with his little hands. When Bruno finally pulled away, Lidia was smiling. “Where is my son?” she asked. Gennado immediately brought Tony forward. “Here is the little man who nearly ruined his father’s proposal.” Bruno laughed and took T
For several seconds, nobody moved.The sweet melody continued playing in the background, but Lidia barely heard it. Her eyes remained fixed on the enormous words displayed across the decorated wall.MARRY ME, LIDIA.Her heart was beating so loudly that she could almost hear it.Then she heard footsteps approaching.Slowly, she turned.Bruno stood a few feet away, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit. His dark hair was neatly styled, and his usually cold expression had softened into something Lidia rarely saw.Nervousness.The Ice King, the man whose name made powerful men tremble, looked genuinely nervous.He held a small velvet box in one hand.Behind him stood Gennado, smiling proudly. Tony was in his arms, looking adorable in a little outfit. Several members of the household and a few close associates watched quietly, their faces filled with excitement.But Lidia saw only Bruno.He took one step towards her.“My love…”His voice was gentle.Lidia blinked, and a tear slipped d
Lidia finished her breakfast with a satisfied smile, occasionally glancing at the expensive outfits arranged around the room. She had spent the better part of the morning wondering what Bruno was planning. The mysterious note, the breakfast he had supposedly prepared himself, and the gifts waiting for her had only increased her curiosity. But one thing was certain: she wasn’t going to spend the entire day sitting around wondering. After finishing her meal, she rang the bell and called two of the female servants for assistance. Within minutes, they arrived at her room and began helping her get reads “Boss, which dress would you like to wear?” one of them asked, standing beside the carefully arranged outfits. Lidia looked at the dresses and sighed. “That’s exactly the problem. I don’t know.” The servant smiled politely. “Perhaps this one, ma’am?” She held up an elegant dress, but Lidia shook her head. “No, I think the other one might be better.” The second servant picked up
Lidia lay quietly beside Bruno, her breathing gradually returning to normal. The exhaustion of the night slowly caught up with her, and before long, she drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep.Bruno wrapped his arms around her, pulling her gently against his chest. He lowered his head and pressed a tender kiss against her forehead, watching her sleeping face with a smile that refused to leave his lips.For a man who had spent most of his life surrounded by violence, betrayal, and bloodshed, this was a feeling he had never imagined experiencing.Peace.Real happiness.And it was all because of the woman sleeping in his arms.sAfter a while, Bruno carefully loosened his embrace and slipped out of bed. He stood beside her for a moment, making sure she was still fast asleep before putting on his trousers and picking up his shirt.He quietly walked out of her room and closed the door behind him.When he reached his bedroom, he headed straight for the bathroom. Turning on the shower, he steppe
Rosario’s eyes narrowed, a flicker of surprise—and something darker—passing across her face. Jealousy. “Why so soon?” she asked, her tone dripping with suspicion, the edges laced with bitterness. Luca kept his gaze lowered, as if the answer might be written somewhere on the carpet. He searched fo
What could he possibly want from a teenage girl like me? The question gnawed at Lidia’s mind, sharp and relentless, refusing to loosen its grip no matter how she tried to distract herself. She had heard the whispers—how cruel and dangerous the man was. The Ice King wasn’t just another mafia boss
“You good-for-nothing brat! Come here now!” Rosario voice cracked through the air like a whip. Lidia flinched at the sound. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her bare feet slapped against the cold marble floor as she rushed toward the woman whose anger was as sharp as glass. “I’m sorry, Auntie…
The garden was alive with movement.The sharp sound of shoes striking stone.The crack of fists against padded shields.The low, firm instructions of the trainer cutting through the cool morning air.Lidia moved like someone trying to outrun her own thoughts.Every strike.Every turn.Every breath—







