All Chapters of Wedding on the Same Day, but He's Not My Groom: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lorenzo was slightly displeased at my rare rejection. After all, I had never refused him anything in all these years."Did you read about something online again? It's just a bouquet of flowers." I could tell Lorenzo was sounding me out. He didn't think I would be upset over a flower. He suspected I had seen something about him and Elena online, and that was why I was acting out.I shook my head and replied, "I've been busy with family matters lately. No time for my phone."He heaved a sigh of relief and ruffled my hair. "I've been busy, too. Once this is all over, we'll register our marriage and go on our honeymoon. I almost forgot that I came to give you this."Lorenzo reached for his suit, pulled two musical tickets, and waved them teasingly in front of me. Then, he leaned close and whispered in my ear, "Come with me. It's compensation for not being able to get engaged right now."If I hadn't heard what Lorenzo told his consigliere with my own ears, I might have been swept awa

I slept through the night without dreams, and the fever was finally gone.Lorenzo, having received no reply, showed up the next morning with breakfast in hand."Just checking if your fever's gone." As he stepped closer, a sweet perfume scent reached me. I instinctively took a step back. He noticed I kept my distance and paused. "You look pale. Did you stay up late or see something last night?" Lorenzo asked, trying to test me again."I went to bed early." I lowered my gaze and continued flatly, "Just had a bad dream."His tense shoulders relaxed instantly, and his tone lightened. "Meno male! You should rest more. I'll check on you later."I couldn't go back to sleep after watching Lorenzo leave. I decided to start clearing out every trace of him from my home. The jacket he left behind, the cups he used, the lighter he tossed on the counter, and even all the couple's gifts went into the trash bag.Cleaning my own home was easy. But some of my things were still at his place. So

Lorenzo cried out in despair. "Impossible! How could Cinzia marry someone else? Cinzia!"He took a step forward, as if he meant to snatch me back by force. However, Dominic shot him a warning glance and hugged me closer. I smiled faintly and allowed Dominic to bend and lift me into his arms. He carried me to the car waiting to take us to our new home. His movements were gentle as he settled me inside.Lorenzo was too stunned to speak when he saw how intimate we were. When the engine started, he seemed to jolt awake. He let out a roar and ran after the car.I had never heard him scream like that before. I turned to look back, but Dominic's arm immediately circled my waist. His fingers caught my chin and turned my face forward."Cinzia, we're married. You can't look back at another man," Dominic said in a deep voice. I blinked at his response, suddenly sensing the possessiveness hidden beneath his calm.The way Dominic held me felt almost effortless, as if he'd rehearsed it in h

The antique watch was a unisex design, but it still looked odd on Elena's wrist.When Elena noticed my eyes fixed on the watch, she didn't look guilty. Instead, she lifted her hand and turned her wrist. "Cinzia, why are you staring at my watch? Does it look familiar? It's from Don Greco. I said it looked pretty, so he gave it to me."I could still remember how furious I was. By the time I realized what I was doing, the gun was already pressed on her forehead.When Lorenzo hurried over, Elena went limp and collapsed in his arms. She cried and said that I wanted to kill her. That day, we had the worst argument we'd ever had. In fact, I thought about letting him go. Subsequently, on another mission, I was in bad shape and trapped in a firefight. Lorenzo crashed onto the scene just like the day we first met, gun in hand. He kicked open the door of the smoking car, hauled me over his shoulder, and carried me out.I screamed and sobbed. "Why do you care about me? You don't even li

I went rigid. Lorenzo's face was pressed against my calf, and I could feel it was damp. When the old Don died, he'd shed only a single tear. Yet, the Lorenzo who'd once been so wild and untouchable was curled around my legs, shaking as he cried."Ti amo. Ti amo, Cinzia. Please, don't. I'm begging you. Don't be so cruel."I took a deep breath and said, "Let go. You're just used to having me around you. Maybe you do like me a little, but it doesn't matter anymore. I don't need your love. "Do you know what others have said about me all these years? Do you know how fast you ran away from me the last time we had dinner? How quickly you left me sitting there alone? I gave you many chances, but you never used them."Lorenzo shook his head fervently. A Don who was used to dangerous situations looked close to breaking for the first time."I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please, give me another chance—one last chance. I promise I won't disappoint you. "Do you know how heartbroken I was to see