The wedding ceremony took place in the late afternoon, just before sunset. The entire banquet hall had been transformed into a breathtaking garden of flowers and soft lights.
A long aisle stretched toward a massive floral arch covered in white roses, blush peonies, and orchids. White candles in glass holders lined both sides of the aisle.
The chairs were decorated with small bouquets of white roses and pink peonies.
At the end of the aisle stood Dominic. He looked sharp and handsome in his perfectly tailored black tuxedo.
His eyes remained fixed on the entrance, waiting impatiently for his bride. A ruthless man everyone feared looked nervous.
Lucas came in closer and whispered in his ear, "Take it easy, Dominic. Breathe. You look like you are holding your breath."
Dominic slowly turned his head and glared at him. "Do you want to be kicked out?"
Lucas shrugged. "I'm your groomsman. You can't kick me out today."
"I can if you don't stop talking."
