Semua Bab Wedded to my Sister's Mafia Groom : Bab 1 - Bab 5

Chapter TwoMatteo POVSomething was wrong with my bride.I had known it since the start of the ceremony.It was not a feeling — I didn't deal in feelings, I dealt with facts — and right now the facts didn't quite line up.But I was almost certain she was not my bride.It was in small things, the way she held her bouquet too tightly, knuckles white against the white roses. The fraction of a second's delay before she turned when the priest addressed her by name.Her frame was smaller, not enough that it couldn't be explained away, but like I had said, it was the small things.I was a man who was good at reading people. I had spent the better part of my early twenties learning to spot a liar, reading the body language of people who were pretending.So I was sure I was good at it. And while my bride hadn't spoken a word to me beyond the ceremonial ones, which on its own wasn't unusual — Isabella DeLuca had made clear during our engagement negotiations that she had no interest in performi

Chapter FourMatteo POVShe had grit. I'd give her that.Most people, when cornered, either fell into one of two categories — hysteria or submission.Alessia DeLuca had done neither.She had sat on that bed with my hand wrapped around her throat as she glared straight at me.She wasn't going to beg me either.I turned to face the door, my mind running over the thousand details from the story this DeLuca sister had spun.I didn't trust her. That hadn't changed.But I could respect what she'd done, even while I turned it over in my head, looking for the weak link in all the plotting.She was right about the war.That was the part I couldn't argue away, no matter how many angles I approached it from. I had spent what felt like an hour standing at the dresser after she finished speaking.I tried thinking of how exactly I could escape this. If I sent her away, then I would be disrespecting the Mafia king who had set up this alliance.An alliance that had been three years in the making. It