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CHAPTER 86: Smile For The Guests Princess

Giordano's POV

"Move the damn veil to the left—do I look like I want my mother thinking I'm marrying a damn scarecrow?"

The villa smelled like sweat, roses, and too much fucking money.

Dressmakers swarmed the east wing like bees. Steam hissed from irons, scissors clicked, lace floated throug...