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BETRAYED BY MY FIANCÉ, I MARRIED THE BIG BOSS New life
"Are you not tired?" Dante asked, holding my jaws in his palms."Tired of what?" I replied,t eyes downward unable to meet his glare."Tired of being the victim, he cheated on you for three good years, dearest wife," He dragged, and I felt a shiver run down my spine at the word wife."I-I...""You're a Russo now, and Russo's aren't the victims, they're the prey, flip the tables on them, fo anything you want as long as you're my dutiful wife and not do anything to bein shame to my name, I'll be your husband, in every aspect you need, even if you need to kill someone in the long run," He said and I blinked, my body shuddering at the world kill."I don't want to kill him, I just want him to go through the pain of my wasted years and careers, him cheating on me, I want to ruin his mistress, ruin his company and make him regret ever doing everything he did to me," I said resolutely, earning a smile from Russo."Now that's a Russo, get to bed, I'll assign an assistant to you tomorrow," he sa
BETRAYED BY MY FIANCÉ, I MARRIED THE BIG BOSS Chapter 5 Revenge on a platter
Gianna I had no idea what was going on in the outside world until I pulled my phone out from the room Dante had put me inside yesternight.Almost a thousand notifications buzzed on my phone."Whore... bitch, shameless..." They all read."I've always known she was a slut, good that he cancelled the wedding and Is finally getting married to someone who's good, no wonder she's nothing now," the insults dragged on.Beneath the post was his wedding invitation paper of Luca and Sophia.For a second, I couldn’t breathe. My fingers tightened on the phone until my knuckles whitened, and I thought the glass might crack. My chest squeezed like someone had dropped a stone inside me.Not because I loved him—God, no. Love had died months before the engagement ring ever touched my finger. What burned me alive was the humiliation. The audacity. He hadn’t just replaced me, he’d paraded it—fed me to the wolves of the internet, knowing they’d devour me whole.I scrolled lower, my thumb trembling, despe
BETRAYED BY MY FIANCÉ, I MARRIED THE BIG BOSS Dreams Come true
Dante “White dress, a bouquet, and the woman of my fuckin’ dreams,” I muttered under my breath, my eyes locked on her from the moment I stepped out of the car.She stood there like a statue, pale, fragile—or maybe just playing the part. But I knew better. I’d seen that fire in her eyes long before she ever walked into a runway, long before she became Luca Vitale’s little trophy.“You know her, sir. She’s Gianna, the model you wanted to sign as the company’s face three years ago,” Marcus said quietly, following my gaze, noticing the intensity in my stare.“I know,” I muttered, clenching my jaw. “Too bad she’s already getting married.”I flipped through my phone, waiting for one of the women I was supposed to meet, a bride my grandfather demanded, to show up. But something about her made me pause. The way she held herself, the way her shoulders trembled ever so slightly despite the mask she wore—it was… fascinating.Then, she looked up. Her hazel eyes met mine for a fleeting second, an
BETRAYED BY MY FIANCÉ, I MARRIED THE BIG BOSS Press Release
Gianna That evening the estate held a reception—an arrangement more for appearance than celebration. The press circled like vultures, darting questions I didn’t answer. Dante intercepted some, his baritone voice firm and smooth. When one reporter asked, bluntly, “Is this a merger of convenience?” Dante’s jaw hardened. “It’s a union,” he said. “And unions are private.” His words came like a shield, and suddenly the pressing, hungry crowd fell back.My chest was throbbing with the thought of one question, and just one thing I dreaded them asking."Mrs Russo, weren't you just engaged to Luca Vitale, the owner of a modeling agency?"The words sliced through the noise like glass shattering on marble. My stomach sank, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe. Cameras flashed in my face, dozens of them, capturing every twitch of my expression.Dante didn’t flinch. He shifted slightly, his arm brushing mine—not affection, but possession. His presence loomed, commanding silence without even
BETRAYED BY MY FIANCÉ, I MARRIED THE BIG BOSS Chapter 2 The Devil’s Vows
Gianna It took less than twenty minutes to get the papers signed. Twenty minutes to erase the last three years of my life and replace them with a single name.Gianna Russo.The certificate felt heavier than paper should. My hand trembled as I held it, not from nerves, but from the reality that there was no undoing this.“I’ll have my assistant follow you,” Dante said as he adjusted the cuff of his shirt, his voice as steady as stone. “Take whatever you need from your old apartment. You’ve nothing less than a day.”I nodded stiffly, my phone buzzing in my palm. Luca’s name lit up the screen—again and again. Missed calls. Messages I didn’t need to read to know they were full of lies. I silenced it and slid the phone into my clutch.Dante’s gaze flicked to me, sharp and unyielding. “And I need you to know something, Gianna.” He stepped closer, his presence demanding, his voice dropping to a low warning. “I do not condone cheating. Whatever way possible—I do not and will not do anything
BETRAYED BY MY FIANCÉ, I MARRIED THE BIG BOSS Shattered Glass
Gianna “God—yes, right there!”The moan froze me at the doorway of my hotel suite. For a second, I thought I was imagining things—that maybe the champagne from the party downstairs was messing with my head. But then came another voice. Low. Masculine. Breathless.Luca’s voice.My fingers trembled on the handle as the sounds grew clearer—wet, reckless, shameless.I pushed the door open just enough to see. And there he was—my fiancé of only a few hours, the man I had defended to everyone—buried inside Sophia Rossi. The model I had given up everything for him to build. The girl I had trusted.Her legs were wrapped around him like she was born to be there. His hands gripped her thighs, his mouth on her breasts, their rhythm frantic and careless, as if the world outside didn’t exist.“I bet your stupid fiancée has never let you fuck her like this,” Sophia gasped, her voice slicing through me like glass.“I don’t care about her,” Luca groaned, driving harder into her. “All I care about is
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