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Chapter 1

On the wedding day, my sister, Isabella De Luca, drugged me. She was going to steal my dress and marry my fiancé, the mafia heir Marco Moretti.Everyone was smiling at the happy couple on the altar.Everyone but me. I shot up from my seat in the back row. My voice tore through the sacred silence."Stop! I object! This wedding is a sham!"Every head turned to face me.The bride, Isabella, went white. The groom, Marco, froze.The priest looked at me, confused. "Miss, who are you?""I'm Elara De Luca." I walked to the altar, staring straight at Marco. "I'm the woman he proposed to three months ago."A ripple of shock went through the pews.Isabella clutched Marco’s arm. "What are you talking about? I'm Marco's fiancée."I sneered. "Really? Then where'd you get that ring on your finger?"Isabella’s eyes shot to the ring on her finger.Marco had picked it out for me. A three-carat diamond on a platinum band."Marco gave it to me!" Isabella shrieked.The memory of his betrayal hit me like a

Chapter 2

Isabella finally snapped. "Elara, you're insane! Guards! Get her out of my sight!""Not so fast, dear sister." I walked right up to her. "I'm not done. You want to know how Isabella got this ring? She drugged me, stole my ring, and tried to steal my future.""You're lying!" Isabella screamed."Am I?" I pulled a small vial from my purse. "Then what's this? Sleeping pills. Found in your room. With your fingerprints all over them."It was a bluff, of course.But her face drained of color. Her body started to shake.I held up the vial, my voice rising. "This morning, my own sister brought me a cup of tea. To celebrate my big day, she said.""I drank it, and the world went black. When I woke up, I was locked in a hotel room.""And my wedding dress, my ring, my groom—she'd stolen them all!"The guests started whispering."If that's true, that's just awful.""How could a sister do that?"Isabella panicked. "You lie! I didn't drug you! That vial isn't mine!"I pointed at her hand. "Marco. Tell

Chapter 3

The slap echoed through the silent church.My cheek burned, but I didn't flinch.Isabella's eyes were full of venom and victory. "Now do you know your place?"The moment the slap landed, her expression crumbled. Tears welled in her eyes as she turned to the sobbing guests."I'm so sorry, everyone. I just... I couldn't take it anymore." Her voice cracked. "The truth is... my father only took Elara and her mother in because I begged him to. She's a bastard. She has no right to the De Luca name, much less a place in our home. But after she moved in, she tried to take everything from me."She squeezed out a few more tears, sounding even more pitiful."She even started imagining my fiancé was hers!"I stared at her, stunned. When did she get so good at lying?"Three months ago, she got on her knees and begged me," Isabella sobbed. "She asked if she could borrow my engagement ring, just for a few days. I felt sorry for her, so I said yes. And now... now she's twisting the story, using my rin

Chapter 4

"Mom, get up!"I finally broke free from the guards, rushing to my mother's side and pulling her to her feet."Don't you dare kneel for these people! They aren't worth it!"Her knees were raw, blood soaking through her grey dress."Elara, please, just stop talking," my mother begged, her voice shaking as she gripped my hand. "Please, I’m begging you, just apologize to Mrs. Moretti.""I did nothing wrong. Why should I apologize?"Seeing this, Isabella's face twisted into a wicked smile."Wait, Sofia," she said, placing a delicate hand on her new mother-in-law's arm. "I have an idea."Everyone looked at her."I can't bear to see Elara's mother in so much pain," Isabella said, faking sympathy. "So how about this? We give Elara a chance to prove herself.""What kind of chance?" I asked coldly.Isabella pointed to an iron cage at the back of the church.Inside were two starving Dobermans. Sofia's pets. Her instruments of discipline."If you dare get in that cage and spend ten minutes with o

Chapter 5

The church was dead silent.Everyone stared at the man in black who’d just stormed in.He was Vincent, Dante’s consigliere.In the New York underworld, his word is law.“Mr. Vincent?” Sofia’s voice shook. “What did you say?”Vincent strode toward me and bowed respectfully. "Miss Elara, Don Dante sent me to take you home."The color drained from Marco’s face. “That’s impossible! How could Elara be…”“From this day on, Miss Elara is with Don Dante,” Vincent’s voice was ice. “Anyone who touches her answers to the Moretti family.”The crowd erupted.“My God!” “Dante’s woman?” “Doesn’t that make her Marco’s aunt?”I slowly pushed myself up, brushing the dust from my dress.The same people who wanted me in a dog cage were now looking at me with fear in their eyes.Power. It’s one hell of a drug.“Good timing, Vincent,” my voice was calm. “I was just about to show Mrs. Sofia’s pets a new trick.”Vincent glanced at the Dobermans in the iron cage, a flicker of murder in his eyes.“Who tried to

Chapter 6

Vincent looked at the screaming Isabella, walked over, and slapped her hard across the face.SMACK!The crack of it was louder, sharper than the slap she had given me.Isabella held her cheek, staring at Vincent in disbelief. “You… how dare you hit me?”“A lesson,” Vincent said, his face blank. “In front of the Don's woman, you learn some respect.”Marco finally broke. He scrambled to his feet and stood in front of Isabella. “That’s enough! Vincent, you’ve gone too far!”“Too far?” I walked slowly toward Marco, each step heavy. “Was it ‘too far’ when you were about to lock me in a cage like some animal?”Marco gritted his teeth, his voice shaking. “Elara, I know you’re angry. But Isabella is my wife. You can’t humiliate her like this.”“Humiliate her?” I laughed, the sound echoing in the empty church. “We’re just getting started.”I pointed to the iron cage. “You wanted me in there for ten minutes. I think it’s Isabella’s turn.”“What?” Isabella shrieked. “You’re crazy! I’m not getting

Chapter 7

The belt swung through the air, but before it could land, Vincent took a step forward. His voice was cold as steel.“Who, exactly, are you raising that belt to?” Every word from Vincent was a shard of ice. “That’s Don Dante’s woman. Are you sure you want to do this?”My father’s hand froze mid-air, the belt still shaking.I walked slowly toward him. “What’s wrong, Father? Not so tough now? Don’t stop on my account.”“Elara…” My father’s voice was weak.“Vincent’s right.” I smiled, a sweet, angelic smile. “I’m Dante’s woman now. By family rank, even Marco has to call me ‘Aunt.’ Tell me, Father. Do you have the standing to lay a hand on me?”My father gritted his teeth. “I’m your birth father! Blood is thicker than water!”“My birth father?” I sneered. “Weren’t you just disowning me? Now you want to play dad again?”Vincent took another step, his hand moving to the inside of his suit jacket. “Mr. De Luca, put the belt away. Or I’ll consider it a direct challenge to Don Dante.”My father’

Chapter 8

The chair stopped in mid-air.My father’s arms were frozen, his whole body shaking.Dante Moretti stood in the doorway of the church.The long black coat, the silver-topped cane, and the eyes that made the entire New York mafia tremble.He walked slowly into the church, each footstep a hammer blow in the dead silence.Behind him, a dozen men in black, all with stone-cold faces.“Don Dante!” Sofia rushed to him. “You’re just in time! This woman forged your orders and threatened our whole family!”Isabella ran over too. “Uncle Dante! She said she’s your woman! It’s an insult to you!”Marco stepped forward, trying to look calm. “Uncle, by family law, forging the Don’s orders is a death sentence. Please, deliver justice.”They all crowded around Dante, pointing their fingers at me.“She conspired with Vincent to deceive us!”“A bastard, daring to pretend she’s your woman!”“She must be punished, to set an example!”I stood on the other side of the chaos, calmly watching them perform.Dante

Chapter 9

After Sofia’s speech, a cold smile spread across Dante’s face.“Sofia, you’re right. I am just the acting Don.”His voice was calm, but every word hit like a hammer.“But do you know why I’ve been ‘acting’ for so long?”Sofia froze. “What… what do you mean?”“Because I was waiting,” Dante said, walking slowly toward her. “Waiting for Marco to show his true colors.”He pulled a flash drive from his pocket and held it up for everyone to see.“I have some interesting things on here. About what your perfect heir, Marco, has been up to.”Marco’s face went ghost-white. “Uncle, I don’t know what you’re talking about…”“You don’t?” Dante sneered. “Vincent, play it.”Vincent took the drive and plugged it into the church’s projector.The large screen lit up with recordings and documents.The first audio file was Marco’s voice: “I’d do anything for Isabella. That bastard Lucas hurt her, and I’m going to make sure he loses every penny he has in Vegas.”The second was a bank record, showing Marco h

Chapter 10

“Stop!”An authoritative voice boomed.My father strode toward us. He’d been stunned, but now he had put his mask of a family patriarch back on.“Dante, I admit Marco betrayed your family. He deserves to be punished,” my father’s voice was steady. “But Isabella is my daughter. She is a De Luca. Her fate is for me to decide.”Dante looked at my father, a cold glint in his eye.“Mr. De Luca. Are you telling me how to do my job?”“I wouldn’t dare,” my father said with a slight bow. “But how we handle our own is our family’s business. No one else’s.”He was right. It was an old-school rule of the Mafia.Whispers started in the pews. People were nodding. Antonio had a point.“Besides,” my father continued, “Isabella was just manipulated by Marco. The real culprit has already been punished.”“Father,” I said, my voice calm. “Are you sure you want to protect her?”“She is my daughter,” he said, looking at me. “Just as you are my daughter.”“But she tried to kill me.”“It was a misunderstandi

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