Vendetta E Ossessione.
Her body went still.
Then his voice dropped lower, laced with venom and promise. “By the time I'm done with you, you'll wish you never said …I do.”
Angelo placed his hand on the small of her back, pulling her closer in… closer than fear, closer than escape.
He leaned in, his smile picture perfect for the cameras.
“Now kiss your groom,” he murmured.
Then…. His breath ghosted over her lips before sealing the moment with a kiss… cold, calculated and final.
This wasn't marriage, nor love.
Rather, it was war. It was the beginning of her sentence.
Millicent felt it in her bones, the quiet threat beneath his touch.
She hadn't just married a man.
She had stepped into the arms of her executioner.
“Smile for the crowd, Mrs. De Angelis,” Angelo whispered in a low and poisonous voice. “Because soon… they'll be watching you burn.”
*Click*
The cameras flashed.
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To save her brother, Millicent Romano agreed to marry the one man her heart never forgot, Angelo De Angelis.
But he isn’t the boy she once knew. He’s a Don now. A powerful and ruthless Don who was hell-bent on revenge.
To Angelo, she’s nothing more than a pawn, poisoned gift from an enemy empire. The wedding was never about love… it was about war.
But desire doesn’t play by the rules of vengeance, and neither does the past they share.
As vengeance dives deep, obsession dives ten times deeper.
As secrets unravel, there's only one question left….
When love is laced with blood, someone's bound to bleed. In a world where loyalty kills faster than bullets.... Who will fall first?
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Chapter: chapter 4Chapter 4. MRS. DE ANGELIS.—— ♣ ——The air felt light as the music shifted to a romantic one. The guests stood as the doors opened, and Millicent began her walk down the aisle in the company of her father. Most people usually had butterflies on the day of their wedding, but all she had was dread. She felt like a sacrificial lamb being brought to the altar. The monster beside her was going to hand her over to the devil, the dark angel. Perhaps her reluctance was heavily expressed on her face, because beside her, her father whispered. “Smile. Or I'll have Luca's kidney served to you on a plate by sunset.”Her jaw tensed. “You had better not forget, the moment I say the vows, he'll get released. That was the deal.” But instead of reassuring her, Salvatore chuckled. “Deals evolve, figlia mia.” Millicent froze, wide eyed.“Pull yourself together and smile, Millicent,” he whispered as he tightened
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Chapter: chapter 3Chapter 3. THE BRIDE IN RED.—— ♣ —— Two days had passed quickly. And no matter how hard she'd tried to escape it, she was getting married today. It was her reality. The silk of the gown clung to Millicent's body like a second skin. She was covered in the Red Devils traditional bridal colour. Blood red and gold that shone under the chandelier light. Millicent looked at her dress, red for power and gold for legacy. It was the traditional bridal dress of their empire. Even at her own wedding, she was just another possession of the Red Devils. How pathetic. As she gazed at her reflection, memories of her childhood flooded her mind. She remembered being little, and always wanting to please her father. Always wanting to make herself worthy, to prove she was worthy, just like her step brothers. She would spend countless of hours studying the Red Devils tradition, desperately wanting to know more about the mafia as a child, even though
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Chapter: chapter 2Chapter 2. ALLIANCE. —— ♣ —— PALERMO, ITALY. DE ANGELIS PENTHOUSE. A man's screams echoed off the cold concrete walls of the dark basement. A single bulb swung above, casting flickering shadows over bloodstained tiles. Chains rattled, a sharp metallic scent of iron filled the room, mixing with sweat, fear and death. And the man behind all of this? He sat in the dark, elbows resting on the armrests of a leather chair that looked more like a throne than a piece of furniture. Only the glow of the bulb behind him cut through the shadows, revealing his silver coloured hair.The dark angel.Angelo De Angelis. A man knelt before him, trembling and bleeding. Whispering prayers in a language he didn't care to understand. Finally he stood and walked forward, each step deliberate, echoing like judgement. Then he paused, gloved hands tucked behind his back and black coat brushing his boots. C
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Chapter: chapter 1 Chapter 1.MARRIAGE. —— ♣ —— ROME, ITALY. THE RED DEVIL'S CLAN. Being neglected was fine. Dying from a tumor was manageable. Having only three months to live…she'd come to terms with that. Running away from home at a young age was survivable. Having a family who never gave a damn? Well, that was expected. But being kidnapped by her own father? That. Was. Not. Fine. Not. One. Bit. Because Salvatore Romano only cared about himself, and being summoned at the Romano's empire only brought nothing but bad news. Very very bad news. Now, they'd removed the blindfold while she sat in his office, forced to listen to whatever speech they had prepared for her. Her father sat right in front of her, dressed in his Armani suit. While the two other guys she had hoped not to meet, stood by the far end of the wall. “I would have explained why you're here, but I'm sure you already know. Considering
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