he couldn't believe this, his boss, his best friend, was marrying a woman. Who had nothing to do with the mafia, a normal woman, in iceland! Due to this wedding they had traveled here and had a week off work. Of course they would go back to russia eventually, AFTER A MONTH, a month, of no work, not only would the work be hell when they return, but also the hell was he supposed to do in the meantime. Ryan wanted to play house with this blonde. Means he was stuck in iceland, being the head of the mafia Ryan was not supposed to be without protection. So he chose to take him with him to this wedding,and he understood that he was the best choice, but he was uncomfortable being away from work for so long. He watches as the wedding goes on, his best friend right there at the alter waiting, obviously he was the best man, but he stood there like a body guard. When the bride walks out he glanced over, and his jaw nearly dropped. The bridesmaid was stunning, now he didn't feel love. Though he could admit when a woman was attractive by appearance,and the brides maid was just pure angelic