Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 438 Confession Bella's POV.

A soft but distinct knock echoed through the room, pulling me away from my thoughts. I approached the door and turned the handle to find Ryder's mother, Savannah, standing there with a warm smile, accompanied by a professional makeup artist. Her presence radiated

a sense of maternal

warmth that put me at ease.

"Hey, Bella! You look so pretty," she exclaimed, her eyes glowing with genuine appreciation.

A faint blush crept up my cheeks as I replied, "Thank you, Mrs. Knight. You look stunning as always."

Savannah chuckled lightly, brushing off the compliment. "Dear, this is Michael, our makeup artist. He's here to help you with your makeup and hair," she explained, introducing the makeup artist.

"Hello, Michael," I greeted him, extending my hand with a smile. "I'm really grateful for your help."

Michael returned the smile, his eyes gleaming with enthusiasm. "It's my pleasure, Bella. I've been working in this industry for years, and I must say, you have such a lovely canvas to work with."

As I took a seat, Michael moved with the grace and speed of a seasoned artist. He skillfully applied makeup, enhancing my features while keeping the look natural and radiant. His nimble fingers weaved through my hair, creating an elegant yet effortless hairstyle that complemented the overall look.

When he finally stepped back, I turned to the mirror, and for a moment, I couldn't recognize the reflection staring back at me. A whole new version of myself beamed back with confidence and grace. The transformation was

incredible, and I felt like a princess ready for the ball.

"Michael, you're amazing! Thank you so much," I exclaimed with genuine admiration, feeling a renewed sense of self-assurance.

He chuckled modestly, "You're very welcome, Bella. You were a pleasure to work with. Now, go and enjoy the day!"

patted my shoulder affectionately as she left the room, leaving me alone to gather my thoughts. I took a deep breath, savoring the moment of excitement and anticipation and then I headed to

Sarah's wedding.

buzz of excitement. The polished marble floors reflected the soft glow of chandeliers hanging from the ornate ceiling, casting a warm, golden hue over the entire space. I felt a mixture of awe and gratitude for Ryder and his family's thoughtful gesture of providing me with the makeup and dress, ensuring

corner near the stage. His presence felt magnetic, and

my designated seat. As I walked, my eyes couldn't help but trail back to Ryder, taking in every detail of his appearance. His tailored designer suit accentuated his broad shoulders and chiseled features, while the perfectly knotted black tie added a touch of sophistication. He was the epitome of handsomeness, a sight that momentarily stole my breath away. I inwardly chided myself for letting my mind wander into thoughts about him at a time like this, but I couldn't deny the flutter of my heart in his

her on each side. All eyes were on the bride, and yet, I

this emotional swirl, I turned my attention back to Ryder, who seemed to sense my unease. His eyes locked with mine, and I caught a glimpse of an enigmatic

fluttering with

groom to kiss the bride, the room erupted in applause and whistles. However, the kiss between Alex and his

she appeared to be a genuinely nice woman. I could only hope that they would resolve whatever issues lay between them. In the midst of these thoughts, the bride tossed her bouquet, and a girl in the crowd caught it, grinning widely. I shook my head, standing in the back row, content with not having any immediate plans for marriage. I had a

my hand in his. "You look beautiful,"

with me, huh?" I playfully teased him, lightly punching his arm. Ryder

eagerly waiting for it to be over so

in his deep,

Blushing, I lowered my

to avoid his gaze.

us to a grand hall where dinner was arranged for the guests. We made our way to the dining

took a seat next to

girl?" He couldn't help but ask, curious about the reason behind my

umm... nothing," I replied awkwardly, feeling

You can share anything with me,"

marriage. It symbolizes a lifelong commitment, two people being

believe in marriage," Ryder stated, more

course. My parents are happily married and deeply in love. I want

resist asking, even though I already knew