My Runaway Groom Left Me With the Mafia Boss のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 9

"It is just a business deal. If my father did not want the Vitiello family's power, I would never marry her."Julian’s suppressed complaints echoed clearly from behind the heavy velvet curtains of the balcony.I held my champagne, tapping the glass lightly with my fingertips, completely unfazed.As the sole heir to the Vitiello family, I knew full well this marriage was nothing more than an exchange of turf.Whether Julian Simpson loved me or not was not even on my radar."Is that so? Seems like you really dislike your wife," a deep, magnetic, and dangerously smooth voice chimed in.It was Cassian Russo.Half an hour ago, Julian had brought this young Don of the Russo family over to introduce us.When Cassian shook my hand, his thumb subtly stroked my skin, and his dark, burning gaze lingered on me just a second too long.I was a little confused. As far as I knew, this was our first time meeting.Before I could figure out what that look meant, the atmosphere on the balcony shifted dras

The dressing room fell dead silent.I was stunned by his words.He stared at me, the dark, swirling possessiveness and borderline obsessive sincerity crashing into me with zero restraint.My heart skipped a beat.Seeing my silence, the panic in Cassian’s eyes deepened.He grabbed my hands desperately, his voice going rough with anxiety. "Serafina, marry me. That idiot Julian humiliated you in front of everyone. Do you not want payback? There is no better revenge than becoming the queen of the Russo family."Revenge on Julian.That definitely hit my sweet spot.I looked at the impossibly powerful man in front of me, who was currently sweating like a nervous teenager, and my amusement grew.This marriage was all pros and no cons for me. Why would I say no?"Alright. I accept," I said, squeezing his hands back.Cassian’s tense jaw instantly slacked, and a look of wild, raw ecstasy exploded in his eyes.But I brought up a practical issue. "But how do we explain this to my father? And the h

"You actually photoshopped a picture to humiliate me?!" Julian screamed hysterically. "Using Cassian for a cheap joke? You think this gets back at me?!"So he thought it was photoshopped.Being this stupid was practically a talent.Before I could say a word, Cassian reached out and gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear.He leaned closer to the mic, using a perfectly crafted tone of mild disappointment and gentle scolding:"Julian, do not yell at Serafina. Taking your anger out on a woman just shows you have no spine."Dead silence on the other end. Then Julian’s voice cracked in absolute shock. "Cassian?! Why... why are you with her?!"Cassian did not answer him. Instead, he looked down at me, his eyes clear and innocent, lowering his voice into a soft, coaxing whisper: "Serafina, do not waste your time with emotionally unstable men. He will just ruin your mood."I could not stop my smirk."You are right." Meeting Cassian’s eager gaze, I hung up the phone without hesitatio

In the morning, Cassian and I sat across from each other in the dining room, quietly eating breakfast.He was in a fantastic mood today, spreading jam on my toast and telling me funny stories about his men.The vibe was perfect.Right then, my phone screen lit up on the table.A long text from an unknown number."Serafina, do not be fooled by Cassian! He is a cold-blooded snake! He tricked me into leaving and stole my bride! That bastard planned the whole thing!"Beneath it was a video clip.It was Julian.I raised an eyebrow, my finger hovering over the screen.Cassian, sitting across from me, instantly sensed the shift in my mood.He caught a glimpse of the text and his face changed.He shot up and instinctively reached to grab my phone.I quickly pulled it away and glared at him. "What are you doing?"Cassian’s hand froze mid-air.His dominant aura vanished entirely. His massive frame even trembled slightly.He lowered his head, his voice dry. "Serafina, I am sorry... do not look. J

The black Maybach glided smoothly to a stop in front of the main Russo estate.The second the car parked, Cassian—who had been a puddle of mush on me just seconds ago—suddenly sobered up completely.He kicked the door open, waved off his men trying to help, and effortlessly scooped me up into his arms."You—" I gasped, instinctively wrapping my arms around his neck.He did not even give me a second to process. Moving like a hunting panther that just caught its prey, he carried me in long strides straight to the master bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him and locking it."You were not even drunk?!" I finally realized, giving him a knowing look."I was. But seeing you sobered me right up," Cassian chuckled low in his throat, his eyes flashing with cunning and pure excitement.He pinned me against the door, his large hand wrapping around my wrist and guiding my hand straight into his open shirt.Under my palm were his burning, hard abs.With every breath, the solid muscles flexed ben