Chapter 75 – Under the Mafia’s Protection

As the car sped through the neon-lit streets of Manhattan, Mia nestled closer to Noah, her head resting on his shoulder. The hum of the engine and the muted sounds of the city outside created a sweet environment of intimacy. The evening had been enchanting, but the world outside their home still held responsibilities and challenges that they couldn't ignore for long. Back at their mansion, the mood shifted from the glamorous event to the quiet, personal space they called home. Noah loosened his tie and poured them both a glass of wine while Mia kicked off her heels and settled onto the plush sofa. The city’s skyline, visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows, twinkled like a million diamonds against the velvet night sky. “To us,” Noah said, handing Mia a glass and clinking it gently against hers. “To us,” she echoed, smiling. They sipped their wine in comfortable silence, the night’s events replaying in their minds. The evening had been a perfect blend of elegance and glamour,