Emilia Morokov
★ A professional hacker who is determined to find out about her dark past.
However everything changes when her father is in need of help because of various attacks from another Mafia and she needs to help him.
But she doesn't know tha...
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Kill me.
"Oh my, I am so happy for you dear" Cried another guest that I had no idea who it was. She was a woman around her 50s, blonde. I swear I really didn't know half of them.
Prior to all of this, my father had invited other people so there would have been 'proof' that I was ready to take the Boss role.
He didn't even care to actually ask me if we had space or even if I wanted to, then again I knew that he wouldn't. At least, Emilia said that I could invite whoever I wanted as her family would as well. I believed this specific guest was from my side as she seemed to know me.
My mind was focused on one thing though, my father was here. He was here on the church, laughing with some guests. I hadn't seen him for over four months and he 'surprised' me by coming here tor the wedding.
He had said a simple 'Congratulations' and then disappeared. I was shocked.
"Thank you" i replied to the woman as I pulled my hand away from hers "Hope to see you at dinner"
She smiled before she too disappeared.
Enzo clasped his hand on my shoulder and grinned
"Nervous to meet your lover? Or shall I say bride?" He teased and I shot him a glare. His smile flattered a little
"Look, I get it okay? He is here but maybe he sincerely wants to see the wedding? Yeah okay now I sound delusional, nevermind" He pushed his shoulders up and straightened up
"Hey, it'll be alright" he said reassuringly
"That sounds pathetic"
"Hey, turn that frown upside down!! Your bride should be here any minute now"
I gave him a small nod "Speaking of which.. Issabella should be here as well. Perhaps she is still with Luna."
Enzo shrugged "Could be, don't worry about it Luna's got her"
He was right, besided Emilia was going to be here any minute now. I wanted to get this off my back as soon as possible. After the wedding we had this stupid 'aftermath' like a dinner where we would eat and all the traditional stuff.
For the love of God why did weddings have to be so complicated?
"Do you have the wedding rings?" I asked Enzo, turning to look at him
"No, I gave them to Oliver so I wouldn't loose them." He said calmly
"You have to he kidding me right?"
"Don't worry, he is over there" he pointed towards a couple of guests
"You better not screw this up."
Just on cew, my father walked over to us and gave Enzo a wicked smile before turning his attention to me
