Mafia's Accidental Bride

Nadia caught red-handed with an identical invitation and felt a hot flush creep up her neck. Elena, her pla

ing panic. "It's a case of mistaken identity, that's all. You know it is t

to take the envelope Nadia held. "Thank goodness! Y

s nervous glances towards the bakery door.

er forgot to mention the address. Silly m

st some random invitation, there was more to it

spicion, Nadia chimed in. "See? Must

tension. However, Elena's gaze remained fixed on

Petrova, anyway?" N

velope, her voice barely a wh

air, adding another layer of myste

swung open, revealing a burly man in a dark suit. H

, his voice devoid of warmt

mumbled, turning towards Nadia. "Thank you for y

eé? Mafia boss? The whispers and rumors abou

the bakery, Elena crossed her arms, a conc

ia finished wi

"What about the invitation you wer

e magazine article, the chilling invitation, and her moment of impulsive curiosity. As sh

Nadia finished. "Nadia, you can't b

in her hands. "It was a stupid idea. But now I'm curious, and I can't

ts. "Curious about what? Getting involved with the mafia? Nadia, they're no

her eyes. "But what if there's more to it? What if there's a

r friend "Nadia yo

his wasn't a mix

am an artist." A flicker of understanding dawned in Elina's eyes. She knew Nadia wasn't one to sh

y conceded, a hint of r

are not the ones to be messed with. Promise me yo

ea

Elina asked

omi

e you in this world, I can't even bear t

Nadia by her side, even if it meant Nadia d

t in her eyes. She would do this even if it

nvitation on the counter, no longer a mere curiosity, now represented a rabbit hole

ravel the mystery, to find out the real reason behind the invitation, even if