Chapter 8: Marrying the Don

Leo POV

This Italian church dates back at least a century. The walls have that respectable aged look, and they smell of old Bibles and candles.I stand at the altar and wait for Vittorio with my best man, Marco, beside me. 

I’m getting married with a cloud over my head. Namely, the harassing messages. But I don't care. They won’t take my Vittorio from me.

We’ve done everything we can to trace the digital attack. Clever Vittorio had ...