The crowd cheers, clapping and whistling. I do notice a lack of enthusiasm from the middle rowswhere Makar and some of his closest comrades are sitting, but nothing can bring me down today.
My men think Belle is a distraction. But soon enough, they’ll see the truth. They’ll understand that sheis my motivation. That Belle makes me a better, more formidable leader.
Belle is the perfect Bratva wife.
And once they realize that, they’ll love her almost as much as I do.
We walk out of the ceremony hand-in-hand and climb into the back of a waiting limousine. “Oh myGod,” Belle says the moment the doors are closed. “We’re married.”
She turns to me, eyes wide. “You and I are married, Nikolai.”
“I know. I was there,” I chuckle.
She shakes her head. “I can’t believe it.”
“Do I
