บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia’s Bride: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

Sienna’s POVI held my breath, my back straightened on my seat as I held my cutleries. Dinner was my least favorite time of the day, having to share the table with everyone in the family. It would have been better if they all pretended I didn’t exist, maybe I could have finished my food without having to worry of getting indigestion later, but it was impossible for them to stay quiet and not to taunt me every time we met at the dinner table… And I hated that I couldn’t even talk back to them.But tonight, the air felt even more suffocating, not because I was once again the clown in the family, but the opposite. For some reason, no one dared to speak or made fun of me, and it didn’t feel right.My heart was beating rapidly every second as anxiety loomed over me.Across the long table, Father’s consigliere, Roman Vicavoche, folded his hands patiently. “The date is set,” he started, throwing a sharp glance in my direction.“Three weeks from now, your union with Lucian Moretti will seal t

Lucian’s POVTo say I was against this marriage was an understatement. I never even thought of marriage until that cunning man brought it up, saying he was tired of bloodshed and to end the feud with a marriage between the two families.It was easy for him to say, knowing he wouldn’t be the one marrying himself. For me, this marriage was nothing but a burden… A sign of surrender and it pissed me off damn much.“This is ridiculous,” I groaned, coming out of the restroom washing my face to cool down my head. “I don’t have time for this.”I was on my way out when I heard sounds coming from the women’s restroom. I made it clear not to let anyone in the hotel other than the Morettis and the Vales.It was unlikely for the other clans to stay still after the news of the truce between the two powerful families. Sending assassins to disrupt today’s meeting would be their natural response.Slowly, I pushed the door open to the restroom and walked in. What I saw was a young woman in a pink dress

Sienna’s POV“You’re doing good so far,” Father said as he walked me down the aisle. “Just behave all the time and don’t do anything stupid. By doing so, you’ll be helping the family.”The wedding proceeded and it seemed like nothing could stop it anymore, not even the groom who was waiting for me at the end of this boring march, with a dark expression on his not-so-bad looking face, and a frown.“Take care of my daughter,” Father told Lucian as he handed my hand to him in front of everyone.The guests gasped in awe, while I was barely holding back myself from running away and ruining everything.“Of course, I will.” Lucian smiled, finally calming down as he held my hand. “I definitely will,” he muttered, looking me in the eyes as he kissed the back of my hand.“No, thanks,” I said, flashing him a lopsided grin. “I know you’re going to fail anyway.”Lucian didn’t say anything and we proceeded in front of the altar. It would have been nice if he said something and ended up raising his