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Chapter 10

Author: Maple
One year later, I accompanied Leon to a meeting of the Family Alliance as his advisor.

I had just placed the port agreement on the long conference table when a trembling voice came from behind me.

"Leah?"

I turned around.

A man stood beside the table, staring fixedly at me.

It took me a while to recognize him as Marco and recall the bloody wedding a year ago.

He almost ran toward me with his arms outstretched.

The next second, I caught his wrist, twisted his arm behind him, and pinned him agains
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  • Twenty-Four Hours to Forget the Don   Chapter 10

    One year later, I accompanied Leon to a meeting of the Family Alliance as his advisor.I had just placed the port agreement on the long conference table when a trembling voice came from behind me."Leah?"I turned around.A man stood beside the table, staring fixedly at me.It took me a while to recognize him as Marco and recall the bloody wedding a year ago.He almost ran toward me with his arms outstretched.The next second, I caught his wrist, twisted his arm behind him, and pinned him against the edge of the table.The room abruptly fell silent."Please keep your distance," I said coldly."It's me!" He ignored the pain in his arm. "Marco! Your fiancé!"I released him and stepped back to Leon's side."I've been looking for you for an entire year!"He stared at me, his eyes frighteningly bloodshot. "I was almost losing my mind!"Even from several feet away, I could clearly smell the stale alcohol on him.He had lost a great deal of weight since the last time I had seen him.His eyes

  • Twenty-Four Hours to Forget the Don   Chapter 9

    Marco raised a hand and snapped his fingers.The side door immediately opened, and two bodyguards marched a woman into the hall.I raised an eyebrow.The woman they brought in was Violetta.I had forgotten Marco, but I had not forgotten her.Violetta's hands were tied behind her back, and her face was pale.The moment she saw Marco, she began trembling uncontrollably."Don, I already told you the truth! You promised you wouldn't kill me!""Be quiet. From now on, you will answer only yes or no."Marco stepped down from the altar and stopped in front of her."Violetta, you stole Leah's gun and ground away the initials engraved on the grip.""Then you fired at her first on the terrace, twisted the truth in the tribunal, and falsely accused her of attempted murder."An uproar immediately swept through the hall.Violetta shook her head in panic. "I only did it because I love you so much! Everything I did was for you."Marco sighed.He drew his gun and pressed the muzzle against Violetta's t

  • Twenty-Four Hours to Forget the Don   Chapter 8

    I received a congratulatory message from my best friend.[Congratulations on marrying Marco today!]I stared at the message for a long time.Who was Marco?Why was I supposed to marry him?I had no memory of him at all, yet merely thinking about his name made my stomach churn.I took out the black notebook and opened it to the last page.The red ink had long since dried, and the sharp handwriting looked like a wound cut across the paper.[Never forgive Marco.]What kind of betrayal had I endured in the past to leave myself such a solemn warning before choosing to forget?I had no intention of investigating.I did not want to tear open a wound that had already scabbed over.I only needed to trust the judgment of my past self.Since the bride was missing, I assumed the wedding had been canceled.I decided to take a look.Words of mourning for the past should be spoken while standing before its grave.Just to be safe, I put on a wig and used makeup to alter the shape of my brows and eyes.

  • Twenty-Four Hours to Forget the Don   Chapter 7

    Marco's POVMarco abruptly released her.Several seconds passed before he finally found his voice."Why is it you?"Violetta's long hair hung loose around her shoulders, and her cheeks were still flushed from the pleasure of the night before.She reached out to embrace him, but Marco shoved her away.He staggered back a step, his gaze moving past her shoulder to the floor beside the bed.A white wedding gown lay there.The gown that had been prepared for Leah.Last night, he had mistaken Violetta for Leah simply because she was wearing it.Marco's expression instantly darkened."Who gave you permission to wear this wedding gown?"Violetta glanced down at it. There was no shame on her face. Instead, she laughed."Why couldn't it be me?"She sat up on the bed and slowly adjusted the strap on her shoulder."I'm no worse than Leah. For the past three years, I was the one who stayed by your side.""I took care of you when you were sick. I handled business negotiations for you. When you were

  • Twenty-Four Hours to Forget the Don   Chapter 6

    Marco's POVMarco did not answer.The pendulum in the hall swung back and forth while the consigliere kept his head lowered, not daring to ask again.How could there be a wedding without a bride?The thought had barely surfaced before Marco forced it down.Leah had waited three years for this wedding.There were only two more days. How could she possibly give it up?"Don, perhaps we should notify the guests and cancel the wedding."Violetta walked over to him and spoke softly."No."Marco's refusal came almost instantly.He answered so quickly that even the consigliere looked up at him.Violetta tightened her fingers around the hem of her dress before softening her tone. "The Dons of the other Families will all be attending the wedding."She paused. "What if the bride still hasn't appeared when it is time to exchange vows?"Marco's jaw tightened sharply."You'll become a joke—the Don of the Bellini Family who could not even keep his own fiancée from leaving."Marco turned sharply towar

  • Twenty-Four Hours to Forget the Don   Chapter 5

    Marco's POVAfter delivering the verdict, Marco walked into the cigar room.He closed the door, leaving the tribunal hall behind him.He could not bear to watch Leah being humiliated, so he could only hide in here.It took him two attempts to light his cigar.As he watched the smoke rise between his fingers, the way Leah had looked at him kept replaying in his mind.She had not cried or become hysterical. She had been as cold as the snow at the peak of a mountain.Marco loosened his collar and took a drag from the cigar.The smoke tasted bitter and harsh, and he let out a long sigh.The Family elders and the heads of every branch had all been present. He could not openly favor Leah in front of them.Asking her to apologize to Violetta was already the greatest concession he could make.But Leah would understand him. After all, she was his Donna.A faint smile appeared on Marco's lips as he began imagining the wedding two days from now.He pressed the intercom and summoned his consiglier

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