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Chapter 10 - The Wedding Under the Chandelier

Six months later, the grand dining room of the Moretti estate was bathed in the warm, golden glow of thousands of white candles and three heavy crystal chandeliers.

There were no twenty-three elite guests whispering behind their hands. There were no fake smiles, no hidden micro-cards, and no poisoned secrets waiting to explode.

Only seventy people sat at the long mahogany tables—loyal allies, trusted captains, and true friends who had bled for the family and survived the fire.

At the head of the table stood Luca Moretti. He wore a crisp white shirt, a tailored black tuxedo, and an expression of absolute, profound peace.

And walking down the center aisle toward him, stepping gracefully across the polished hardwood floor, was Claire Dawson.

She wore a stunning, minimalist ivory gown that hugged her silhouette, her dark hair cascading in soft waves over her shoulders. The carbon-fiber splint was long gone, replaced by a delicate diamond-encrusted silver band resting on her left ring finger—a scar that had healed into a badge of survival, hidden beneath a sleeve of pure silk.

As she reached the head of the table, Luca stepped forward, took her hands in his, and looked down at her with a gaze so fiercely devoted it took her breath away.

There were no lies between them. No scripts written by someone else. No traps waiting in the dark.

"You look breathtaking, Mrs. Moretti," Luca whispered, his voice warm and deep.

Claire smiled, her eyes shining with absolute triumph. "You clean up all right yourself, Mr. Moretti."

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As the room erupted into thunderous applause, glassware clinked against crystal, and the string quartet struck up a joyous, sweeping melody, Luca pulled her into his arms and kissed her in front of everyone who mattered.

The past was buried. The house was clean. And for the first time in her life, Claire Dawson knew she was exactly where she belonged—standing not in the shadows of a linen closet, but at the absolute center of the world, right beside the man who ruled it.

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