Chapter 115

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 115 I was standing there, lost in a sea of self-hatred, when suddenly everything got very quiet.

I glanced at Isabella.

She was staring at me in fright.

Behind her, Ludavica’s eyes were wide as saucers.

I looked at the priest.

He had his eyes fixed on me expectantly like I was supposed to say something.

I could feel the tension in the chapel –

Not just from the priest and Isabella but everybody in the audience.

Dario...

Niccolo...

Don Vicari.

Shit.

“Sorry,” I muttered. “Could you say that again?”

The priest looked annoyed. “I said, ‘Have you, Valentino Rosolini, come here to enter into marriage with Isabella Vicari, without coercion, freely and wholeheartedly?’”

I stared at him –

But all I could think of was Cat.

The entire world was silent.

There was nothing I could say –

Except –

“No.”

The silence was broken by gasps and angry murmurs.

I turned towards everyone out in the pews –

Dario –

Niccolo –

Don Vicari –

Because it was time.

Time to face the music.

Time to finally be a man.

“I’m sorry,” I said, “but I can’t do this.”