My ex-boyfriend married my sister—so I showed up at their wedding with the most dangerous mafia boss in the world, changing everything in an instant.

the reception had already started. The doors to the main hall opened, and the murmur inside died out like a candle being snuffed.

250 guests turned around.

First, they looked at her: her dress, her posture, her red lips, the confidence no one had expected. Then they looked at the man beside her. The silence shifted into unease.