The wedding was small, intimate, overlooking the London skyline that had once been their battlefield.
As Elena walked down the aisle, Alexander's chest ached. She wasn't just the woman who challenged him. She was his equal, his fire, his salvation.
When he slipped the ring onto her finger, he whispered, "You were never my weakness. You were the only thing strong enough to save me."
And as their lips met, sealing their vows, Elena knew one truth:
She hadn't just fallen for the international CEO. She had tamed him.
They were no longer bound by power.
They were bound by love.