Page 67 of Luca

I smiled at my reflection, smoothing down the soft fabric of my dress. Today wasn’t just about the twins, it was about celebrating all that we’d fought for, all that we had yet to experience. Standing by Luca’s side, I knew we could face anything.

I stepped into the room where Luca was waiting, looking as impossibly handsome as ever. He glanced up from his phone, and the intensity in his eyes still sent a rush of excitement through me, the same pull that had been there since the beginning.

“Ready?” he asked, his voice warm and low, full of that familiar depth that never failed to make my heart race.

I crossed the room to him, a smile playing on my lips. “More than ready.”

He grinned—a slow, knowing smile that made my stomach flutter. God, I’m so glad I gave him a chance. A year ago, Imight’ve laughed at the idea. But now? Now I knew, without a doubt, he was mine, and I was his. Exactly the way it should be.

Who would’ve thought the so-called Ice Queen would fall for a Bratva enforcer with scorching intensity? But life had a funny way of bringing the unexpected.

As Luca wrapped his arm around my waist, guiding me out the door, I looked up at him and smiled. Our future was unwritten, but for the first time in my life, I wasn’t afraid of it. We had faced so many challenges already, and each one had only strengthened our bond.

Whatever came next, we would face it together. And for me, that was everything.

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