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she asked. “No happy family nonsense?” I smiled. “I assure you, I have no desire to play happy families. I simply want an heir.” “An heir?” she said. “Are you royalty or something?” I ignored that too. “So,” I asked, “do we have a deal?” I sweetened the offer. Private housing. A car. Total privacy. She smiled. “Fine. Add it to the contract.” Then she asked, “Where are you from anyway?” “Upstate,” I said. “A place called Fell Village.”

“Miss Christine sure is delusional. Mr. Vincent is the Godfather of the Medici family. He’s worth billions. In New York, anyone with status treats him with the utmost respect.” “Isn’t he getting married to his fiancée in five days? And she’s saying he’s the love of her life? Does he even know who she is? Every Cinderella dreams of marrying into wealth, but not just anyone off the streets can be the Godfather’s woman.” I walked out of the hospital and, in a daze, got onto the subway. At that moment, my phone vibrated. When I checked it, I saw that Elena had sent several photos in a row. They were wedding photos of her and Vincent, taken in Central Park. The wedding dress she wore was the same

I drew her closer and settled my hand at her waist. “Well, I guess the introduction can’t be delayed.” I said flatly. “Meet my wife.” Ella placed her hand lightly on my chest and smiled. It was a simple smile. Quiet yet unbothered. But it did something to the room. A few people shifted. Someone stopped mid-sentence. It was the kind of smile that didn’t need words because it had already said everything. Then a voice came from behind us. “I suppose I came late and missed the news.”

"Then, what is it?" "The bride inside… The bride is… is… is Eloise."

She burst into tears and ran out, hands covering her face. Then I felt the heat of his breath by my ear. "Let's finish the wedding first. I'll explain everything later, okay?" With the nuisance out of the picture and me not quite in the mood to make a scene, the guests stayed quiet, and the ceremony moved along quickly. Not long after, I was in the bridal room, slapping the mattress hard with my palm. 'What the hell was that earlier? Was that supposed to be some kind of seductive act? Hmph. As if that would work on me.'

"Diego… Save me… I've been kidnapped, please come back and save me…" Diego sounded like he was panting heavily on the other end of the line, almost like he was running while answering my call. "Carlotta Capuano! Arianna's life is way more important than our wedding! Stop it with your pathetic acting just to make yourself sound pitiful to get our attention!" Then, he hung up on me. The next two hours were like hell for me. The thugs tore off my wedding dress, sliced every inch of my skin open with their sharp knives, and broke all four of my limbs.

Valentina took the chance to lean into his chest and confessed: “Luca… I love you so much. I just wish we could be a real couple.” His face darkened instantly and he pushed her away. “Valentina, I told you before. The one I love is Bianca, not you.” “Don’t ever say things like that again.” Valentina’s face went pale. She stared at him, stunned. “Luca… you’ve cancelled the wedding with Bianca. Are you still waiting for her?” “That has nothing to do with you.”

She would be his queen, and their children would grow up strong and powerful. Asher, one of her dad’s men, held out his hand. Larissa placed hers in his. He looked at her for a moment, and when she nodded, he gave the signal. The big church doors opened with a loud creak, and everyone turned to see the bride. Larissa, the mafia princess, walked down the aisle. Her head was held high, and a tiny smile played on her lips. Everyone wished they could be her. Not even in their wildest dreams.

I challenged confidently. "I can tell that you are very razz and you can do anything for money, so let's do this. I don't have a bride for my wedding day, so how about I pay you to be my substitute Bride for a period of one year. It's going to be a win win situation, you get the money you are desperately looking for and I get married on the 28th as planned, what do you say?

She wanted to say something but she slowly lost consciousness He carried her in a bridal way and was about to walk out. “YOU CANT JUST LEAVE LIKE THAT!!!!!