possess me
I thought my life was already a disaster—
In my father's eyes, only my perfect sister mattered. I was always the forgotten second daughter. My sole comfort was my upcoming wedding to the man I loved.
Until the night before my wedding, when everything changed.
"You're going to take your sister's place and marry the most dangerous mafia don in New York."
I had to pretend to be my sister and fool a man who could end my life without hesitation.
Most importantly, a car accident two years ago had left him blind and wheelchair-bound. He couldn't even make love, yet he demanded I bear him an heir.
However, when I'm straddling his powerful thighs, when he takes me night after night and fills me so completely that I'm left trembling and breathless... my legs give out beneath me. I'm the one who's truly powerless.
The disability and blindness were all part of his elaborate deception. When my sister returned, filled with regret and determined to expose my identity and reclaim him, I thought I would lose my life for deceiving the mafia don.
"You thought you could deceive the devil himself? You've been mine since that first night."
His fingers find places that make me arch and beg. His mouth claims every inch of my skin. His touch fills me so completely I forget my own name.
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Chapter: Chapter 36Sophia's POVI watched Vito's wheelchair disappear through the crowd, guided by Tony toward whatever crisis Maria was experiencing, and felt something bitter and cold settle in my chest.Of course.On our wedding day, at our reception, surrounded by hundreds of guests celebrating our marriage, he was still choosing her over me. The irony would have been laughable if it wasn't so devastatingly predictable.I stood there in my beautiful gown, the expensive silk suddenly feeling heavy and constraining, and tried to smile as guests continued to offer their congratulations. But inside, that familiar ache of being second choice, of being the consolation prize, was spreading through me like poison."Mrs. Romano?"The title still sounded strange, foreign. I turned to find Mrs. Harrison approaching with her ever-present tablet and professional smile."The cars are ready whenever you'd like to depart for the estate," she said tactfully, clearly having noticed my husband's absence. "Mr. Romano a
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Chapter: Chapter 35Sophia's POVThe Cathedral of St. John the Divine had been transformed into something from a fairy tale. Thousands of white roses and orchids created cascading arrangements along every pew, their petals scattered like snow across the marble floors. Soft candlelight flickered from crystal candelabras, casting a warm glow that made the Gothic architecture seem almost ethereal.I stood at the back of the cathedral in my Valentino gown, the ivory silk feeling heavy against my skin as Mrs. Harrison made final adjustments to my train. Through the partially opened doors, I could see the sea of elegant guests—New York's elite mixed with what I could only assume were members of the Romano family's more... specialized associates."You look absolutely radiant, darling," Emily whispered beside me, her eyes bright with tears of joy. As my matron of honor, she'd insisted on staying close during these final moments. "I've never seen a more beautiful bride."Her genuine happiness was infectious, and
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Chapter: Chapter 34Sophia's POVThe café felt suffocatingly quiet after Vito and Maria had left. I sat alone at our table, surrounded by the remnants of our shattered afternoon tea—broken china, stained napkins, and the lingering scent of expensive bergamot that now seemed bitter in the air. Other patrons had returned to their conversations, but I could still feel their occasional glances, the whispered speculation about what they'd witnessed.How did everything go so wrong?The question echoed in my mind as I stared at my untouched pastry, my appetite completely destroyed by the events of the past hour. I hadn't pushed Maria. I hadn't done anything except try to offer comfort to a crying woman. Yet somehow, I'd become the villain in a story I barely understood.But that wasn't the worst part.The worst part was the way Vito had looked at me—with such cold fury, such absolute certainty of my guilt. The man who'd commanded me to touch myself in his office, who'd watched me fall apart with what had seemed
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Chapter: Chapter 33Vito's POVI had returned to the estate that afternoon with every intention of checking on Maria's condition, perhaps sharing a quiet meal with her as had become our routine since bringing her home from the hospital. The doctors had been cautiously optimistic about her recovery, but she was still fragile, still prone to episodes that reminded me painfully of how much she'd endured during those twenty years we'd been apart.But when I'd wheeled myself to her room, I'd found it empty."Where is she?" I'd asked Tony, my voice sharper than intended."Miss Castellano went out for the afternoon, boss," he'd replied, consulting his ever-present tablet. "Said she had a meeting with someone. Left around two-thirty."A meeting. Maria, barely strong enough to manage a full day without rest, had gone out to meet someone. The protective instincts that had been honed by decades of living in a world where weakness meant death immediately went on high alert."Did she say who she was meeting?"Tony ha
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Chapter: Chapter 32Sophia's POVMaria.The realization hit me like ice water as I stared at the text message on my phone. It had to be her. The fragile blonde woman who'd clung to Vito's hand in that hospital room, who'd looked at me like I was stealing something that belonged to her.What could she possibly want to tell me?The question haunted me through a restless night and an anxious morning. By the time 2 PM approached, I'd changed outfits three times and rehearsed a dozen different conversation starters, none of which felt adequate for whatever confrontation was about to unfold.The café on 47th and Madison was one of those charming little places that catered to wealthy women who had nothing better to do than spend their afternoons gossiping over expensive pastries and imported tea. Soft classical music played in the background, mixing with the gentle clink of fine china and the murmur of polite conversation.I spotted her immediately.Maria sat near the window in a wheelchair, her golden hair cat
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Chapter: Chapter 31Sophia's POVThe next three days transformed our house into something resembling a high-end bridal salon.Every morning brought a new parade of specialists through our front door—seamstresses carrying garment bags, florists with elaborate arrangements, caterers with sample menus, and photographers scouting locations for the "perfect shots." The quiet elegance of our Upper East Side home had been replaced by controlled chaos, with Mrs. Harrison orchestrating everything like a conductor leading a symphony.I sat in the living room, watching a team of women arrange what appeared to be an entire boutique's worth of shoes across our coffee table, and tried to make sense of what was happening.How did we get here so fast?Just days ago, Vito had dramatically canceled our engagement in that hospital corridor. I'd watched him wheel away with Maria clinging to his hand, seen the protective way he'd gathered her close, heard him choose her over me with absolute certainty.Yet here I was, surrou
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