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However, Mikhail's face remained stoic, his anger simmering beneath the surface as he struggled to maintain a neutral expression. Ronan Marino stood up, a charming smile on his face. "It is with great honor and pleasure to introduce to you the future Bratva's bride, Donatella De Luca." He walked towards the door, opening it with a flourish. Donatella stepped in, her navy blue gown shimmering under the lights. The off-the-shoulder design accentuated her elegant neck, and the knee-length hem showcased her toned legs. Her dark hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, and her bright smile lit up the room.

"Isn't it crazy how you act like everything is yours? You slept with my ex-boyfriend. And where is Clinton now? You had Mother punish me for things I never did. And then—thank heavens—she arranged a marriage for me. “Let me make something clear, Marianne. You will never marry Vincenzo. You didn't even see him until now, after returning from wherever you disappeared to. If anyone stole anything from me, it was you.” “Lies!” she screamed, her voice shrill and desperate. Her gaze darted to Vincenzo, eyes blazing. “I was supposed to be your bride! I was supposed to be your bride!” Vincenzo didn’t flinch. “Enough,” he said coolly, turning to me with a calm authority. “Little mouse, give us some s