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The Night Before the Wedding, He Wanted a Different Bride

The Night Before the Wedding, He Wanted a Different Bride

Histoires courtes · Mafia
Par:  BellaComplété
Langue: English
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Marriage

Mafia

Bias

Tragic Love

Regret

On the night before the wedding, my fiancé suddenly asked me to give up the ceremony for his first love, Sofia. I turned it down cold in my former life, only to become the Chicago mob’s godmother at a lavish wedding. When Sofia heard the news, she was heartbroken and jumped into the sea to take her own life. Vincent blamed me for Sofia’s death. For the next thirty years, the words he said to me most often were: “Elena, if I had married Sofia that day, she wouldn't have died.” On his deathbed, he told our children: “Don’t bury me with Elena.” The year after he died, I fell gravely ill and passed away. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night before the wedding. Over the phone, Vincent's voice came again: "Sofia needs this title more than you do. Everyone knows I love you, so they respect you—but Sofia's different. She's just a poor orphan girl..." Before he could finish, I calmly replied, “Fine, I agree.” I turned and signed the papers to cut ties with the family. I flew to Sicily, home to the Salk Institute that I had always looked up to. In this life, I refuse to be his appendage.

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Chapter 1
"Elena!"Consigliere Luca's voice pulled me back.He placed a parchment document on the ebony desk in front of me, sealed with wax stamped with the family's golden crest."The Council of Elders approved your marriage application unanimously. Welcome to the Gambino family, officially.""After all these years, he's finally giving you the title you deserve. Congratulations, child."My eyes locked onto that crest—the symbol of ultimate power. And when I saw the date, I froze.I had been reborn.In my past life, I'd been overjoyed at this moment, thinking I would finally stand beside him, sharing his power and glory.But that very night, Vincent's call came.He asked me to give it all up—the wedding, the title—to his first love, Sofia.A sharp ring from the internal phone shattered my memory.Luca answered immediately, his posture respectful. "Don, yes, the documents have been delivered... Miss Elena is right here."He covered the receiver, nodded at me, and lowered his voice. "It's the Don
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Chapter 2
It would take a week for the news of the bride change to make its way through the family's internal channels.That whole week, all of Chicago's underworld was buzzing.People said I'd actually given up a wedding that was right within my grasp.Others said Sofia Colombo must have some serious pull—making Vincent swap brides right before he was set to take over.I paid no mind to any of it.On the fourth afternoon before the wedding, Vincent's most trusted man, Paul, showed up at the back door of my private clinic, carrying a brand-new Louis Vuitton suitcase."Miss Elena," Paul set the case on the marble reception desk, looking a little uneasy. "Mr. Vincent asked me to deliver this."A few of the nurses exchanged glances.Gina walked over from across the room, eyed the suitcase, and said with a smirk, "Well, the compensation came quick. At least he's thinking of you."I flipped the latches open.Inside: three top-grade cashmere shawls, a diamond necklace in a blue velvet box, several bea
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Chapter 3
I opened the desk drawer and started writing my formal declaration of severance from the family.Early the next morning, I walked into Consigliere Luca's office with the signed document."Elena, have a seat." Uncle Luca was smoking a cigar. He gestured for me to sit. "The Elders have already signed off on the ceremony changes. The family will give you appropriate compensation—""Uncle Luca, I don't want compensation." I placed the parchment on his wide mahogany desk. "I'm here because I need you to stamp this with the family seal."Uncle Luca put down his cigar, picked up the document, and scanned it."Declaration of severance?!" He shot up from his chair, the leather swivel bumping into the bookcase behind him with a dull thud. "Elena, you're leaving the family? You're leaving Vincent?!"In a world where blood and loyalty were the iron law, voluntarily severing ties with the core family was practically a declaration of war—an act of betrayal.And the family I was leaving happened to b
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Chapter 4
He stared at me in disbelief. "What did you say?"I turned and walked into the open kitchen, brought out a plate of freshly seared steak."Eat first."Vincent was thrown off by my sudden shift."Good—glad you're coming to your senses." He snorted, pulled out a barstool, and sat down with a condescending magnanimity. "After this meal, I don't want to hear another word about calling off the engagement. Once Sofia gets her footing at the port and deals with her uncles, I'll marry you—alright?"A slap, then a sweetener.He was handling me the same way he handled his men.I didn't respond. Just quietly cut into the steak on my plate.Halfway through the meal—Bang bang bang!Sudden, violent pounding on the door, accompanied by a woman's desperate sobbing."Vincent! Are you in there, Vincent? Help me!"It was Sofia.Vincent's hand froze mid-motion, his fork and knife suspended. His face went pale."Vincent! Louis has a fever—he's vomiting! I can't carry him by myself! Please, help me! Vincen
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Chapter 5
Vincent spent the whole night at the private hospital with Sofia and her son. By the time he dragged his exhausted body back to the villa, it was morning.He pushed open the door expecting to find me waiting with a hot breakfast, the way I always did—caving in, as usual.Instead, the place was cold and empty.On the dining table, last night's steak had congealed into dark grease. The wine in the glasses had gone sour.And right in the middle of that cold, leftover mess lay a declaration of annulment and a Cartier bracelet."Elena, you've really got some nerve now!" Vincent yanked at his collar in irritation, dropped onto the couch, lit a cigar, and settled in to wait—ready to give me a piece of his mind.But he waited all day, and I never showed.The next day was when he was supposed to take Sofia and her son to the harbor villa to get them settled.Sofia had already packed her things and was waiting by the curb with Louis.When she saw Vincent's car pull up, she rushed over, her eyes
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Chapter 6
Vincent had no idea how he even made it back to the city.All he could see in his head was the look in my eyes that night—calm, utterly void of emotion—and my words: "You're using my title to prop up your own good name."It hit him like a freight train—I wasn't throwing a tantrum. I was truly, completely done.He kicked open the front door of Sofia's harbor villa.Sofia was in the middle of trying on a Chanel suit, paired with the diamond necklace he'd sent over. She jumped at the sight of him storming in, his face full of fury."Vincent, what's wrong—""The suitcase I sent over—what the hell happened to it?!" Vincent's eyes were bloodshot, locked onto her. "I packed two sets of everything in that case—where's the half that was meant for Elena? How did it all end up with you?!"Sofia went pale, her eyes darting nervously. Then her face crumpled, tears streaming down her cheeks."Vincent, I... I don't know..." She twisted her fingers together, playing the victim. "When I went to pick up
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Chapter 7
Without Vincent's protection, Sofia couldn't keep up her fancy lifestyle at the harbor villa. Before long, she and her son Louis slunk out of that wealthy neighborhood with their tails between their legs.A month later, Vincent was back at the harbor to handle some paperwork for the family's properties there.That evening, he happened to pass through a narrow alley near the docks—and caught a voice he recognized.It was Sofia. But the tone—flirtatious, sleazy—was nothing like he'd ever heard from her.Vincent frowned and stopped in his tracks.He followed the sound and saw Sofia leaning against a wall with some lowlife. They were standing close, way too intimate.Sofia patted the guy's chest and cooed, "Oh, what's the rush? Vincent just got into trouble—I need to lay low for a while. Let things cool off first."The punk grabbed her waist, planted a kiss on her cheek, and grinned. "Cool off? Screw that. I've missed you like crazy. That idiot had no idea you were playing him the whole ti
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Chapter 8
My life in Sicily went smoothly—more than smoothly, actually.As my research progressed, my breakthroughs in neurotoxins sent shockwaves through the international academic community. I became the youngest chief scientist at the Salk Institute.One afternoon, I was stepping out of the lab, heading back to my office to sort through some data, when I reached the main lobby and saw a security guard blocking a man who looked ragged and worn-out."Sir, this is a research facility. No entry without a pass.""I'm looking for Elena Costa! I'm her fiancé! Let me in!"That voice—hoarse, weathered—made me stop. I turned around.I almost didn't believe my own eyes.How did Vincent find his way here?When his eyes locked onto mine over the guard's shoulder, he went completely still."Elena..."He choked out my name, his eyes reddening instantly.He shoved the guard aside and stumbled toward me, throwing his arms around me in a crushing embrace.He held me so tight it felt like he was trying to press
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Chapter 9
Not a few days later, he showed up again, still refusing to take no for an answer."Elena, just look at me..." His voice was thick with begging, almost cracking into a sob. "I really know I was wrong. These past two years have been hell for me. I think about your coffee every day. I think about you sitting by the fireplace reading..."He fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a red velvet box, flipped it open—and there it was, the same Cartier bracelet he'd never given me back then."See? I still have the bracelet from our engagement. Elena, can we start over? Sofia's gone—I got rid of her! There's no one in the way anymore. Please, just give me one chance to make it up to you?"He looked at me, hope hanging on his face."Vincent." I looked down at him from where I stood. "You still don't get it. The problem between us was never Sofia."He froze. "Then what was it?""Your arrogance. Your selfishness. And the way you always, deep down, looked down on me."My smile faded, my eyes turning s
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