Mafia's Accidental Bride

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

ng 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.

forgot to mention the address. Silly me,

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

nvelope, her voice barely a

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

cts. "Curious about what? Getting involved with the mafia? Nadia, they're

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