Chapter 35: Mr. and Mrs. Zoya

**Jax**

Dressed in a black, custom fitted tuxedo, I stood next to Trent, who was directly behind Isach at the altar. Isach glowed with anticipation as he impatiently waited for Abby to walk down the aisle. Sadly, he still had a few minutes left to wait. Guests were chatting among themselves, and the wedding officiant was preparing for the ceremony.

With Whitney's stellar party-planning skills, she'd secured the Keene Valley Country Club for both the ceremony and reception, and she'd transformed the normally bland, male-centric space into something beautiful. She really was d*mn good at what she did. I was surprised her business hadn't taken off more than it had. Then again, I was pretty sure she wasn't really pushing it all that much.