Giovani.
The wedding was wonderful, but I knew our troubles were not over. As much as I adored the happiness of James, I couldn't let my guard down. These people were relentless, as had been made pretty clear by the poisoned cake.
According to my men, there was a gathering outside of the wedding hall. I couldn't have this interrupt James on his special night. Not to mention, kids were involved. I would sooner die by a bullet to my chest than have any of them get hurt.
This was my job, mine and my men's. James being the Don of our family was irrelevant. My heart pounded in excitement as I stared toward the woods that surrounded the wedding venue. My intelligence told me that they were going to try and end James once and for all.
Yeah. That was not happening.
I chuckled at the thoug
