He Faked His Death, Now I Married His Don Uncle

My fiancé, who had been dead for five years, unexpectedly came back to life.

Not only did he return with a delicate-looking woman, but he also wanted me to give up my position as his wife willingly.

“Cecilia sacrificed her virginity to save me. I’ve already promised to marry her. If you sign the divorce papers quietly, I’ll let you continue living in the manor.”

I spoke calmly, my tone completely unruffled.

“Actually, I’m already married to someone else.”

Leo Corleone let out a scornful laugh, as if he’d heard the most ridiculous joke ever.

“Stop being stubborn. Everyone in the mafia knows you loved me so deeply that you lost all dignity for me. I was gone five years. No way you married someone else."

But I wasn't that pathetic girl anymore. The one who gave him everything.

"I have no reason to lie to you," I said again. "I'm married."

"Cut the act!" Leo shot me a contemptuous glance and sneered. "Aurora, I’m not here to ask for your opinion. I’m here to inform you. Whether you agree or not, I will marry Cecilia!"

Cecilia chimed in, her voice all timid, eyes getting red.

"I'm sorry... this is all my fault. Leo, maybe I shouldn't have come back. I should just go back to my town, stop bothering you..."

She said it like she was letting go, but her fingers were clamped onto the sleeve of his suit.

The look she shot me was full of defiance. Ambition.

Pathetic acting. Only a fucking idiot like Leo would fall for that crap.

"Cecilia," Leo grabbed her hand, his voice so gentle I almost didn't recognize it. "I gave you my word. I'm not going back on it."

"Aurora always does what I say. She won't be a problem for our wedding."

I was about to laugh in his face, but he cut me off.

"Listen to me, Aurora! You've been squatting in my house long enough since I 'died'!”

“Cecilia is the real lady of this house now!You will make room for Cecilia!”

“If it weren't for the fact that you've waited for me for five years, I wouldn't waste a single word on you and would have thrown you out of this estate myself!"

I felt nothing. I almost wanted to laugh.

This loser had no right to throw me out.

Besides, what makes him think I’d wait for him for five years?

The day he abandoned me, I already gave up waiting for him.

My mind flashed back five years. A bloody afternoon.

I stood at the altar in my wedding dress, waiting to say my vows to Leo.

But he fled the wedding.

He was ambushed by a rival family on his way to elope.

His car exploded. They said there was nothing left to bury.

My family was losing its grip. We needed this marriage alliance to survive.

And Leo was the man my father had hand-picked for the job.

He could dishonor the Corleone name. I couldn't.

Besides, he wasn't the only man in his family.

For five years, I’ve been a wife. A mother.

If he hadn't come back suddenly, I would have forgotten all about him long ago.

So when we met again after all these years, I felt nothing.

“Let me make this perfectly clear, Leo. You and I have no legal connection.”

“By Family law, after five years missing, you were disinherited. Officially declared dead.”

“So, who you marry now is no concern of mine.”