chapter 43

Demetrio's hands were sweating. His heart was pounding so hard he could hear it right now. He was so nervous that his breathing was ragged. He was about to fulfill his dream of being properly married to the woman he loved. He remembered the time when he was going to marry Alina and smiled ironically, thankful that life did not allow him to marry her at that moment, because today he was definitely the happiest man in the world.

The church was full of workers from the company, including Massimo's friends and Demetrio's friends from the university. The decorations were exquisite, between white and a pale pink that looked phenomenal, so neat and glamorous, worthy of a Laureti.

Many looked at Demetrio with curiosity about his face, others with admiration for being so brave and not caring about the criticism of others.

There were a number of paparazzi waiting to record the masterful entrance of the most awaited bride of the moment.

Everyone was so happy that they couldn't help but be anxiou