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Chapter 1

“Raphael’s dead.”The news made my head spin.My fiancé, Raphael Russo, the rising star of New York’s underworld, was killed in a brutal shootout three days before our wedding. The story was they couldn’t even find enough of him to piece together.As his fiancée, I stood at the front of the graveside, clutching his engagement ring so tight my knuckles turned white.“Cecilia, my condolences.” Raphael’s second-in-command, Leo, walked over and handed me a black umbrella. His face wore the perfect mask of grief. “You were the one the Don loved most. You have to live on for him.”I opened my mouth to offer some empty platitude, but a line of blood-red text exploded in front of my eyes.It wasn't a hallucination. The words floated above Leo’s head like a neon sign.【Give me a break. This guy’s a terrible actor. Raphael is in Colombia right now, sunbathing with his side piece.】I blinked hard. The text was still there, and now it was scrolling.【Wake up, girl! The coffin's empty! He faked his

Chapter 2

Leo’s Adam's apple bobbed. His eyes darted nervously to the right.“Cecilia, what are you talking about? I know you’re grieving, but this… this is reality.” He forced a sad smile.“Yes. Reality.” I let out a small, sharp laugh. My fingers brushed the lapel of his suit, a casual gesture to straighten it, but what I was really feeling was the frantic hammering of his heart. “Maybe I’m the one who’s going crazy.”I turned and walked away without another glance.Back in my car, I locked the doors. The world was finally quiet.The pop-up comments had given me Chloe’s Instagram handle. My hands shook as I typed it in.Her pinned video was posted ten minutes ago.A luxury yacht cut through the turquoise Caribbean water. The camera shook, then a pale but pretty face filled the screen. An arm wrapped around her neck.On that arm’s wrist was the limited edition Patek Philippe watch I gave Raphael for his twenty-fifth birthday.The camera panned to Raphael’s handsome face, bathed in sunlight. He

Chapter 3

I stepped out of the car and into the house Raphael had bought for us.The living room was a mess.Raphael’s mother, a crass and bitter woman, was sobbing on the couch.When she saw me, she flew at me like a woman possessed, her finger jabbing at my face.“You curse! You’re a black widow! It’s all your fault! You killed my son! Get out! I don’t want to see you!”Her finger was practically in my eye.Raphael had always said he was trying to build his empire to be worthy of me. Before I knew the truth, I actually felt guilty.Not anymore.【Here we go. The classic evil mother-in-law.】【This old bitch. Her son is off living it up, and she's here putting on a show.】【Get her, girl! Show her you don’t mess with a Rossi princess!】I didn’t flinch. I didn’t even change my expression.I just watched her until she ran out of breath.Then, I smiled and took a step forward.I leaned in close, my voice a whisper only she could hear.“Old woman, does Raphael know about your boy toy in Vegas? The one

Chapter 4

The sky outside was dark, threatening a storm.I was weighing her offer. If I went to my own place, Leo and Nico would find me and I didn’t want the hassle.My screen lit up again.An unknown number.For the last five years, whenever I was out late, sick, or on a stormy night like this, a short text would arrive from this number.I always assumed it was spam or some creep.Heavy rain in Manhattan tonight. Stay dry.The message was blunt, cold, yet strangely all-knowing.Just as I was about to delete it, the comments in front of my eyes went insane.【Don't delete it! Girl, no! That's him! The male lead!】【OMG, Marcello Falcone has been cyber-stalking his crush for five years? That's kinda sweet, in a psycho way.】【That's the real main character! The one who goes to war with the entire world for you!】【Save the number! Label it 'Hubby'! NOW!】My finger froze over the screen.Marcello Falcone?The cold-blooded Don of the Falcone family, the man with blood on his hands? The man the other f

Chapter 5

The pop-up comments relayed every one of Raphael’s arrogant assumptions to me.【A man this stupid and this much of a scumbag is a dangerous combination. Does he seriously not get that she’s over him?】【Is this that ‘She’s-so-crazy-about-me’ syndrome I’ve heard about?】I couldn’t help but let out a snort of derision.Just then, an Instagram notification popped up.Chloe again.This time, it was a selfie from a bed. She had that post-sex glow, with fresh bruises on her skin. The man next to her was mostly out of frame, but I recognized the arm instantly.The caption: “While he was pounding into me, he told me I was the best he’s ever had. That his fiancée never made him feel like this.”A wave of nausea hit me.Comments flew across my vision:【This scumbag and this bitch deserve each other. They’re a perfect match in disgustingness.】【Did he ever stop to think how a woman with a terminal illness has the energy for rough sex?】【There is no illness! Chloe bribed a doctor to fake the record

Chapter 6

Click.The crystal chandelier flooded the room with light, and I squeezed my eyes shut.The iron grip on my wrist loosened.I could finally see the man on top of me.Marcello Falcone.He was shirtless, his tanned skin crisscrossed with a few vicious-looking scars that only added to his raw, masculine appeal.A massive black-and-white tattoo of two entwined snakes coiled from his left shoulder down to his chest, the fangs aimed right at his heart.He stared at me, his face a blank mask, but for some reason, I could see a hint of shock in his eyes.“Cecilia?”His voice was deep, laced with a rough, disbelieving edge.He quickly pulled away, grabbing a silk robe and shrugging it on with a fluid, controlled motion, as if the feral beast from a moment ago had never been there.I sat up, rubbing my bruised wrist, the last of the alcohol gone from my system.I realized I was in the master bedroom, not a guest room.“My apologies, Don Falcone,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “Sofia ga

Chapter 7

Tonight was my birthday party, and it was the show all of New York high society was waiting for.Everyone expected me to show up in a black mourning dress, hiding in a corner and crying over my “tragically deceased” fiancé.I didn’t.I wore a show-stopping, deep-V velvet red dress that highlighted every curve.I moved through the crowd with a glass of champagne, my smile perfectly polite.Then Leo walked in, holding a ridiculously large bouquet of red roses.He wore a look of deep sorrow. “Happy birthday, Ms. Cecilia. The Boss ordered these for you before… he passed. He would have wanted to give them to you himself…”A few of the more sentimental women in the room actually started dabbing their eyes with handkerchiefs.“How romantic,” someone whispered. “A love that transcends death…”The comments called bullshit:【I'm gonna be sick! He literally just remembered last night. That bouquet probably costs half as much as the necklace he bought for Chloe.】【Don't take them! Girl, don't you

Chapter 8

“I accept.”My father looked at me, surprised and pleased.I held out my hand, my voice firm. “It would be my honor to be joined with Don Marcello Falcone.”Marcello took my hand. I could feel a slight dampness in his palm.“The honor is all mine, Cecilia. I think we need to discuss the details… alone.”As the entire room watched in a mixture of shock and envy, Marcello led me by the hand out to the grand terrace.The doors closed behind us, shutting out the noise.He let go of my hand and leaned against the marble balustrade, pulling a silver cigarette case from his pocket. He took one out but didn’t light it.“You don’t have to force yourself, Cecilia.”His tone was no longer polite. There was an indulgence in it, one that I was starting to understand.“If you don’t want this, I can walk back in there right now and tell them I’m not worthy of you. You can go back to being an art appraiser, and no one will dare touch you. I’ll take care of any trouble from the Russo family myself.”I

Chapter 9

Marcello and I held our engagement party soon after, and the wedding date was set.Everything was going smoothly.Until Leo and Nico showed up.Leo’s face was a mask of fury. “The Boss has been ‘dead’ for less than a month! And you’re already selling yourself to the Falcones? How do you think that makes him feel?”Nico chimed in. “Yeah, maybe… maybe the Boss isn’t really dead. What if he comes back…”I covered my mouth, feigning shock. “What are you implying? That Raphael’s death was a lie?”Nico panicked for a second, but before he could say another word—CRACK.A sickening snap of bone filled the air.“AGHH!” Nico screamed like a pig being slaughtered, collapsing to the ground, his leg bent at an unnatural angle.Marcello had appeared behind me. He holstered his pistol, his voice ice cold. “It seems the Russo family not only sucks at business, but they also have no manners. Disrespecting my fiancée? Who gave you the balls?”A bodyguard threw Nico aside like a piece of trash.Marcello

Chapter 10

On the day of the wedding, the sun was shining.I stood before the priest in a pure white gown. Beside me, Marcello was a towering figure in a black tuxedo.“God, you two look ridiculously good together,” Sofia whispered.But just as the priest asked the routine question, “Does anyone object?”, the heavy church doors were thrown open.“I object!”Raphael Russo stormed in. His clothes were rumpled, his hair a mess, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like a madman, all of his former swagger gone, replaced by desperation and insanity.“Cecilia!” He ran to the center of the aisle, his arms spread wide, a twisted smile on his face. “I knew you were waiting for me! See? I’m alive! I crawled back from hell for you!”He expected me to scream, to cry, to run into his arms.Instead, I just stood there and stared at him.Like he was a clown.Marcello shot Raphael a look one might give a dead man, then leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Looks like today’s entertainment has arrived early.”I

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