*ADELINE*
As I stood in front of the mirror, a whirlwind of emotions crashed over me like a sudden storm. The reflection staring back seemed foreign yet familiar—my hair meticulously styled, soft waves cascading over my shoulders, and my makeup carefully applied to accentuate the features that Vincenzo found so captivating. But beneath the polished exterior, my heart raced, a chaotic soundtrack of anxiety and trepidation echoing in my ears.
Two weeks had passed since Vincenzo made his decision to dive deeper into the underworld, which we both knew was fraught with dangers. I had agreed to stand by him as he claimed his rightful place in the mafia hierarchy, my heart a mix of excitement and fear. Today wasn't just about him stepping into his role as the Mafia King; it was about everyth
