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Chapter 4

Author: Soleil
On the day of the wedding, there were no flowers at the entrance, and no red carpet.

Papa and Madre kept urging me to hurry into the car, worried that any delay might offend the Bellini family.

Arianna showed up in an extravagant wedding gown, a jeweled crown resting on her head. Her eyes were red-rimmed as she came over and took my hand.

"Vera, I'll pray to God every day that you'll be happy."

I pulled my hand away, not wanting to deal with her.

Arianna froze, clearly not expecting that reaction. She turned and threw herself into Dario's arms, covering her face as she began to cry.

"Is Vera blaming me because I'm not the one marrying into the Bellini family?"

Dario gently kissed away the tears from her cheeks, then turned toward me with a frown.

"You agreed to the marriage arrangement yourself. So why are you taking your anger out on Arianna?"

I didn't respond. Instead, I looked down the road, where a convoy of Rolls-Royces had appeared in the distance.

As one black car after another pulled up, the guests who had come for the wedding were stunned. They stared wide-eyed at one another, whispering among themselves.

"Wasn't she supposed to be marrying some old man? How can they afford something this extravagant?"

Papa and Madre were stunned as well. Arianna bit her lip, clutching Dario's hand tightly.

Dario frowned as soon as he recognized the cars. A silver family crest was emblazoned on each door—the unmistakable emblem of the Bellini family.

A bad feeling rose in his chest. Almost instinctively, he took two steps forward.

The lead car rolled to a stop, and the driver got out and opened the door.

A blond-haired man with piercing green eyes stepped out. His features were sharp and striking, his face chiseled and angular. His black suit accentuated his tall, imposing figure, and his presence was so commanding that no one dared meet his gaze.

One by one, everyone lowered their heads and avoided his gaze.

This was the Bellini family's new Don, Luca Bellini.

Rumors claimed that Don Bellini had been bedridden by a serious illness and was on the verge of death, with the Bellini family on the brink of a change in leadership.

Yet the man standing before them looked barely past 30. There wasn't the slightest sign of illness about him at all.

Dario hurried forward, disbelief in his voice as he asked, "Don Bellini, what brings you here?"

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