Miley's POV:The chandeliers glittered like stars above us, casting golden light over the marble floors of the beautifully decorated lobby of Hotel Cipriani. The light caught on the sequins of my champagne-colored gown as I walked on on Nico's arm– that arm was my only anchor in this sea of strangers, staring at the mafia king's mysterious new bride. The soft fur jacket I had draped around my shoulders helped hide the faint scars still healing on my arms and back. Scars that would have raised even more questions about who I was and where I came from, but now… no one saw those.They saw Nina Lorenzo.A woman who had never been betrayed, never had her life stolen. A woman who belonged in this world of dangerous elegance. Nico's knuckles tapped against a champagne flute, the crystalline ting silencing the orchestra and the murmurs across the crowd at once. "Grazie mille for celebrating with us tonight," his voice carried effortlessly across the hall. “Tonight, I have invited you a
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