“Will Giana be living here?” I ask, while we’re walking up the stairs with his arms around me.
“Yes,” he replies.
“Yay!” I squeal in excitement.
“I figured you’d want some company when I’m at work,” he mentions.
“That was very thoughtful of you. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, baby. I just want you to be happy and comfortable here.”
“Bruno too?” I question.
“Hell no! But he will be your personal guard, along with another one of my men. They’ll be here in the penthouse during the day to watch over you. They’ll also be going out with you, along with more security whenever you need to leave the penthouse to go anywhere,” he lets me know.
“Okay,” I agree.
“Wow. That was easy. I thought you’d at least give me some attitude,” he jokes.
“Ha ha. Funny! But no. I don’t mind the guards because once our little girl gets here, I want her to be protected at all times.”
“I want you both protected,” he says as he walks into our room and lays me down onto the bed. He pulls the blanket over my body before going around to the other side and getting in.
He pulls me into him, wrapping his arm around me, making sure that his palm is splayed on my belly. The protective gesture has a smile forming on my face.
The last thing on my mind before I fall asleep is how perfect today was. Having Giana back with me is more than I thought possible, and the impromptu girls’ night binging movies was exactly what I needed.
CHAPTER 24
ARIA
I can’t believe today is my wedding day.
In just a few hours, I’m going to be married to Enzo Andretti, which is something I never saw coming.
In my wildest dreams, I never thought any of this would be possible. I was already resigning myself to the thought that I’d have to live the rest of my life trapped in a miserable marriage with Salvatore.
But, by some stroke of luck, I’m going to be marrying the man I’ve fallen in love with. Well, not really luck, since I went through hell and back to get to this point.
Now though, I wouldn’t trade any of that hardship as long as it landed me right back here, where I belong.
This morning I woke up in Enzo’s arms, the happiest I’ve ever been, and I want to wake up like that every single day for the rest of our lives, however long that may be.
My heart is just so full of love and gratitude for this man. I still can’t believe he got Giana here. That was so unexpected but exactly what I needed last night. I can’t remember the last time I had that much fun in one night. The last few months without her company were lonely, and I missed her.
Though I don’t regret any of the time I got to spend with Isabella. She really was a great friend for the few months I spent at that convent and I hope I get to see her again at some point. When I first went there, I wasn’t even expecting to make any friends, but I’m so thankful for her because she got me through those dark times. Friends found in the unlikeliest of places are usually the best ones. I miss her so much right now, and I just hope to God she’s still safe.
Bringing myself out of my thoughts, I focus on my current dilemma. I’ve been in room-arrest all day. I was ordered to stay in our room this morning, relax until it’s time to get ready, and then head down for the ceremony.
I have no idea what Giana and Enzo are up to, and even though I love to snoop, I’ve resisted the urge. Instead, I spent the time relaxing in bed and watching television, while Giana supplied me with snacks throughout the day.
Just when I think I’m about to lose my mind, there’s a knock on the door before it opens a second later. Giana steps into the room with a huge smile on her face.
“No more lazing around, slacker, it’s time to get ready,” she tells me with a cheeky grin.
“If I recall correctly, I was ordered to stay up here and lie down until I melt into the bed by being a bed potato all day,” I grumble.
“Damn, I’ve never seen anyone pout because they had to rest,” she laughs.
