Semua Bab Vows Of Deception : Bab 121 - Bab 130

Emma’s POVThe cold air of the evening wrapped around me as I stood in the hospital room, staring at Luca. He lay there, unconscious, bruised and battered, hooked up to machines that beeped rhythmically, a constant reminder that he was still alive. That he was still here, even after everything. I couldn’t comprehend how I felt in that moment. I had never truly realized the extent of my feelings for him until I thought I might lose him forever. The thought alone made my heart clench, an agonizing ache spreading through my chest.When the phone call had come, the one telling me that Luca had been in an accident, I had almost collapsed on the spot. My world had tilted on its axis, and I could hardly catch my breath. I rushed to the hospital, my heart racing with fear that I hadn’t known I carried for him. Every second that passed, every minute that dragged on as I waited to hear his condition, felt like an eternity.Now, standing in this sterile, fluorescent-lit room, I couldn’t help but

Emma’s POVI couldn’t stop staring at him. Luca. The man who had once been a force of nature, a ruthless mafia boss who would never show an ounce of weakness or vulnerability, was now lying in front of me, raw and open in a way I had never thought possible. It was as if the walls he had built around himself had crumbled, revealing someone far more human than I had ever expected.And yet, in that moment, I saw the man I had always feared—and, unexpectedly, the man I had come to love.The words he had spoken to me just minutes ago still echoed in my mind. I love you, Emma. Three words I had never imagined him saying to me. Three words that had shaken me to my core. I had always believed that Luca was incapable of feeling anything more than dominance and control. I had never once thought he would look at me the way he had, with softness in his eyes, his heart exposed.I swallowed, unsure of what to do with this new reality.I had spent so many months hating him, blaming him for my forced

Emma’s POVI stood in front of the mirror, my fingers trembling as I traced the delicate band on my finger. The soft glow of the candles around me reflected off the sparkling diamond, and it almost felt surreal. The weight of the ring, a simple but beautiful symbol of everything Luca and I had been through, felt like a thousand unspoken words. His proposal hadn’t been grand, it hadn’t been flashy, but it had been everything I had secretly hoped for—and more.It was strange, how quickly things had shifted. Only days ago, I had been unsure of everything. My emotions had been a tangled mess, filled with confusion, fear, and anger. But tonight… tonight, something had changed. A quiet peace settled in my heart. I looked at the ring again, my chest swelling with a mixture of hope and fear.I hadn’t expected this. Not from Luca. Not from a man who had always been so closed off, so intent on keeping his emotions locked away behind an impenetrable wall. But somehow, in the soft intimacy of tha

Emma’s POVI couldn’t stop smiling. It was ridiculous, really, how often I found myself grinning for no reason at all. But every time I thought about it—the wedding, the future, the life I was about to build—I couldn’t help myself. I was planning a wedding, but more importantly, I was planning a life with Luca. A life that felt like a dream, and yet, it was so real, so tangible, that I almost wanted to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t imagining it.The world outside my office was bustling with the usual noise of the city, but here, in this little corner of my world, it felt like time had slowed down. The soft light from the window bathed the room in a warm glow, and I had all the time in the world to sift through wedding magazines, jot down ideas, and make decisions that would shape the most important day of my life.The wedding. The wedding I had once thought would never happen. The wedding I had never imagined with anyone other than the man who had captured my heart in a way I nev

Emma’s POVThe day had finally arrived. The moment I had dreamt about for as long as I could remember, but never fully believed would happen, was here. The day I would marry Luca.I stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at my reflection. My fingers traced the delicate lace of the wedding dress that had been custom-made for me. It was elegant, yet simple, with intricate beadwork that shimmered in the light. The soft ivory of the fabric contrasted with my pale skin, making me feel ethereal, like a vision come to life. The corset hugged my figure, pulling me in just enough, while the long train cascaded behind me like a veil of silk. My heart raced, not from nerves but from excitement. Today was not just about the ceremony, it was the culmination of everything we had been through together.I had never imagined I would be here—standing in a grand, opulent bridal suite, with everything I could ever want at my fingertips. The flowers, the grand venue, the beautiful decorations—a