Ethan's POV:When I reached home, I watched my driver pull into the driveway and park. As I got out of the car, my bodyguards welcomed me, but I strode into the mansion. The house felt quiet as the maids greeted me upon my arrival.I wanted to retreat to my room on the top floor, but my interest piqued about what Isabella was up to. Had she signed the contract I presented to her?I moved to her door and knocked. There was no response. When I turned the knob, the door unlocked, and I saw Isabella lying on the bed. She appeared peaceful. Her blonde locks scattered over the bed, and her face seemed relaxed. My eyes drank in her exquisite form, and I felt a pang in my heart that I had almost forced myself on her.My father's words replayed in my mind: I had to welcome a bride. Why not marry Isabella? My mind buzzed, but I knew the risk.Getting married as a mafia lord was risky. Our wife could come under attack, and enemies could use that to force us into releasing some of our deals or in
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