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The Bride Who Refuse to Kneel
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A Substitute Bride For The Mafia Boss The Knight's Fall
~Lorenzo~I knew the moment I saw him walk past the bloodied roses that I’d lost her. Not forever. But enough gut me.Alessandro had that look in his eyes. That death before surrender gleam. And Valentina? She had fire. But this time… she gave it to him.I stood in the shadows, just where she left me, lips still marked by the taste of her, hands still trembling from the feel of her spine arching beneath them. But it meant nothing now.She went to the throne room.To him.To them.Flashback – Three Weeks Ago – De Luca Safehouse, Amalfi CoastShe came in wet from the rain, jacket clinging to her like a second skin. I hadn’t expected her. I hadn’t dared hope."I can’t breathe there," she had said, collapsing into the leather couch.I offered her wine. She drank bourbon.Then she asked me to teach her how to fight. Again. But this time, she wasn’t asking to aim. She wanted to kill."Teach me how to break a man’s neck," she whispered that night, her fingers ghosting over my chest. "In sil
A Substitute Bride For The Mafia Boss His Crown, My Fire
Valentina!!The kiss still burned on my lips sharp, raw, full of fury.Alessandro didn’t kiss like a man.He kissed like a reckoning.But I didn’t break.Not for him. Not tonight. Not ever again.I stood there after he left, wind whipping through my hair like a battlefield banner.I could still taste the blood. His. Mine. Ours.And then I heard it.Footsteps. Softer than his. Controlled. Calculated.“Should I be worried?” a voice said behind me.I didn’t turn. “Only if you’re here to finish what he started.”Lorenzo.He stepped beside me, hands in his pockets, eyes unreadable.Tall. Dangerous. Beautiful in that quiet, serpent way.“I saw the kiss,” he said.Of course he did.Alessandro always made sure the world saw when he marked his territory.“And?” I asked.“I wanted to kill him,” Lorenzo replied simply. “But then I remembered... you didn’t stop him.”I turned to him now, my voice like glass on stone.“Don’t confuse strategy with surrender, Lorenzo.”He took a step closer. “So you
A Substitute Bride For The Mafia Boss The King who tried to break the Storm
AlessandroDe Luca Estate – His Private Study – MidnightThe silence wasn’t comforting tonight.It was mocking.I sat in my leather chair, the same one where I’d signed death orders, counted bloodstained money, and held the power of a thousand families at my fingertips.But none of it made me feel like a king anymore.She had descended those stairs like war in heels.And every eye that once bowed to me—Now knelt to her.Valentina.My bride.My curse.My undoing.I gripped the glass of bourbon so hard it cracked.Blood mixed with liquor. Fitting.She’d become a storm I couldn’t contain, not with chains, not with fear, not even with love.Not anymore.Flashback – The Wedding Ball – Two Nights Ago“You’ll kneel when you wear it again,” I told her, tossing the ring in her palm.She had laughed.Not a soft, sweet laugh the one I’d fallen for when I first saw her in Sicily.No, this laugh was cold. Metallic. Like gunfire.“You want a wife on her knees?” she said, standing taller than I’d e
A Substitute Bride For The Mafia Boss The Bride Who Refuse to Kneel
~Valentina~I stared at the ring in my palm.Cold.Heavy.Not because of the metal, but because of everything it had come to symbolize. Love and ownership. Power and punishment. A gilded cage disguised as a vow.Alessandro thought this was still about control.He thought if he dangled the ring in front of me, the ghost of the bride I used to be would come crawling back.But that girl died the night he chose power over partnership."When you put this on again," he had said, "you'll kneel."Kneel?I stood."You want a wife on her knees," I whispered, rising to my feet with the ring clutched in my fist, "then maybe you should’ve married obedience."His jaw tensed, but his eyes flickered something deeper than rage. Hurt? Regret? I didn’t care. Not anymore.I walked to him slowly, steps deliberate, even with the shackle clinking against my wrist."Do you remember the first time you called me 'queen'?"He didn’t answer.So I answered for him."It was the night after I took the bullet meant
A Substitute Bride For The Mafia Boss How Dare a Substitute Wear the Crown
~Alessandro ~She said it.“I am no longer your queen.”The world didn't shatter, but my control did.The gasps hadn’t even died down before I stood.I didn’t shout. I didn’t curse. I simply walked toward her, slow and deliberate like a storm building with every step.And she… stood there, not flinching. Not blinking. Drenched in rebellion and lipstick too red for a funeral, not red enough for war.“My crown,” I said, voice calm.Her chin lifted. “You gave it to me.”“And now I’m taking it back.”“You gave it because I earned it, not because I begged.”That was her mistake.She thought I was a man who could be defied in front of my family, my men, my empire… and still be forgiven.She thought this was love.No.This is the mafia.This is war dressed in vows and veils.This is me showing her what happens when a substitute bride forgets she was never meant to wear the real ring.Private Dungeon – De Luca Estate – 7:45 PM“I didn’t put her here,” Vito said, but wouldn’t meet my eyes. “Sh
A Substitute Bride For The Mafia Boss Let the Queen Burn! I'll Catch Her Ashes
~Lorenzo~She kissed me.Not out of desperation.Not out of revenge.But because for the first time… someone saw her.Valentina De Luca.The woman made to kneel, who now ruled in heels made of fire.I tasted the war on her lips.Felt the tremor in her jaw as she pulled back.The way her breath stilled between us—as if afraid the next inhale might be her undoing.But she didn’t break.She never broke.She turned from me, eyes distant, like she could already hear the flames of the empire Alessandro was going to set ablaze in retaliation.I should have walked away.I didn’t.Flashback – Six Months Ago – RomeAlessandro stood on the church steps, cigarette in one hand, blood still drying on his knuckles."You're loyal, Lorenzo," he said. "But loyalty doesn’t mean silence.""Then what does it mean?" I asked."It means knowing when to protect someone from themselves."I didn’t understand then.I do now.Present Day – Lorenzo’s Chambers – 2:00 AMThe sheets still smelled like her.Not perfum
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