All Chapters of The Price of the Mafia’s Test: Chapter 11 - Chapter 12

The next evening, I stood in front of my closet, looking at the elegant dresses Julian had sent over the past few weeks. I couldn't help but smile. He never cared about fashion trends or forcing me into a certain mold; he only cared about whether I felt comfortable, confident, and happy wearing them.After some thought, I chose a simple, elegant dark green silk dress. I carefully pinned the vintage platinum emerald brooch he gave me yesterday near my collarbone. The vibrant green of the stone caught the light beautifully, perfectly matching the fabric.Julian had offered to pick me up, but I gently turned him down. I wanted to arrive at the glass-house pavilion alone to give him a proper surprise and show him, in my own way, how much I appreciated his unwavering support over these past few months.What I didn't expect was running into Dante Moretti right outside the private entrance of the estate.The moment I saw his unmistakable silhouette standing under the dim courtyard lights, my