Semua Bab I Accidentally Married a Mafia Boss: Bab 21 - Bab 30

The east wing's silk curtains let the morning sun bleed softly, creating lovely patterns across the marble floor. Izora stood at her bedroom window, the cold polished floor touching her bare feet. The mansion was silent, far too quiet, the kind of quietness that made her skin tingle. With her finger

The invitation came at dusk. Well—“invitation” wasn’t the word for it. It was more of a summons. A soft knock came through the door while Izora was in her room, carelessly rubbing the bottom of her sleeve. The quiet girl with ash-blonde hair and sad eyes spoke up. "Mr. Eirian would like you to be

Long shadows from the sun sank below the horizon across the estate grounds. Izora stood before the full-length mirror in her room, fingers quivering slightly as she changed the fabric of her outfit. They had most definitely delivered as the maid had promised to make her look her best tonight. The li

As the white Phantom excused her, the White Phantom directed Izora down the marble steps, and the city skyline sparkled like a jeweled crown. Above them, the moon cut glittering pathways across the reflecting pool's water. Lanterns dotting the path danced across Izora's light-pink gown in golden glory.Though tonight it felt like armour, it was the kind of clothes that should have felt like a warm hug. They strolled up to the large wrought-iron gates of the Savoy Estate, where a collection of elegant black cars already waited. Men in tuxedos shined cigars under the elaborate arches, clutched crystal flutes, and polished guns. Women in emerald and ruby robes passed, laughing floating on the mild breeze. Kaiser moved forward, a living silhouette of quiet authority in midnight-blue velvet, and the guests went silent. Even the chandeliers seemed to darken in respect when he reached a white-gloved hand to Izora. Izora dropped her hand into his. His cool, comforting fingertips She raise

Soft golden light danced over the magnificent chandelier above the ballroom like a star rain. Slowness, orchestral, laden with nostalgia, music floated around. Laughing resounded far away, layered over the quiet hum of talk and the clinking of crystal glasses. Izora was standing next to Kaiser, her