Todos los capítulos de Accidentally Married To The Godfather : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 5

Marcella's Pov"I can’t believe I let you convince me into doing this," Anita said as we kept on running."If this is my last day of freedom, then I’m going to make the most of it," I said, waving my hand for a taxi. "Come on, live a little," I added, pulling her into the cab. "Can you please take us to Club Felicidad?"I’d never been there, but it was the hottest club in town."So your big plan is going to a club? Really? Do you understand that our fathers are going to kill us?" my cousin Anita asked."Well, they’re already organizing my funeral tomorrow, so I guess it shouldn’t be much of a problem to them.""Who knows? Maybe your marriage could turn out like our parents' and you’d be happy," she said.I looked at her. "Do you really think that our parents are happy? Because the fact that they accepted their reality doesn’t mean that our mothers are happy. They are nothing but pawns for our parents to display in front of people, and they’ve been trained to be submissive just like th

Marcella's Pov“Your terms.” l asked.When I was young when my stepmother always made it a point to remind me how stupid I am and I thought that she was just a hater but maybe she was right because this is probably the worst idea I've ever come up with."I don’t sign marriage papers in drive-thrus," he said. "Even though this happens to be a fake marriage, I would really like my first marriage to be a lot more than that. My car is outside, so we sign at my place."Before I could process what was even happening, he was ushering me toward the exit. I looked back to see Anita, who was staring at me with her mouth open, pleading with me not to do something crazy. I gave her a small nod to say trust me and let a stranger lead me away.I couldn’t even process everything that was happening. The next thing I knew, I was in a car, and then we were on a private elevator which led us into a penthouse overlooking the entire city. It was floor-to-ceiling glass with marble floors, and this place a

Marcella’s POVThe morning of the wedding came faster than I wanted it to.My face was still painful from my father’s slap, but I spent an extra half hour at my vanity using heavy concealer to cover up the redness just like I've done over the yearsl pulled out my duffel bag from under my bed.There's no coming back to this house after today. The moment I pulled out that marriage certificate and ruined his alliance in front of the entire mafia underworld, my father would either throw me out or try to kill me. Either way, I was leaving for good. I was finally going to be free.I packed only the things that actually mattered to me, which wasn't much. I packed a few clothes, but most importantly, I went for the small wooden lockbox hidden at the back of my closet. Inside were the only pieces of my mother I had left, a gold necklace anf her favorite silver ring, and a framed photograph of her smiling at the beach before she got sick.I held the photo frame with both hands, my hands gent