Marrying The Mafia Boss' Daugther
Despite the danger, she knew she was in safe hands.
As the yacht moved farther from shore, a sense of relief began to set in. The sound of the waves became almost soothing, even as tension still clung to their expressions. Melody sat silently, eyes scanning the horizon. Nate kept checking their gear, every movement calculated.
“Sir Wayne, we should still be prepared in case someone follows,” Nate said. “Does Rico have weapons on board?”
“He does—but hopefully we won’t need them,” Wayne replied.
Reina tried to calm herself. She stood near the edge of the deck, looking out over the vast ocean. The wind was sharp and salty, but a strange peace settled over her.
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