Chapter 20 - Crown of the Empire
Five years later, the Morty name was no longer whispered in fear across the underworld; it was spoken with profound respect across global corporate boardrooms.
The estate had transformed from a gloomy mausoleum into a true home filled with light, laughter, and warmth.
On a bright spring morning, the grand ballroom was filled with elite guests, family, and loyal associates celebrating a wedding long overdue. Alina walked down the aisle in a breathtaking lace gown, her head held high, flanked by a giggling eight-year-old flower girl named Mia.
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At the altar stood Lorenzo, waiting for her with an expression of complete, unwavering peace.
As Alina stepped up to his side, the antique clock on the wall chimed softly—not as a countdown to survival anymore, but as a celebration of eternity. The mafia king and his brilliant auditor had conquered the dark, and together, they reigned over a kingdom built on absolute love.
