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HIS SECRET WIFE: (MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE MAFIA ROMANCE) Tropes: Forced promiximity, Plus size FMC, Mafia, Sweet mafia romance, marriage of convience, Brandy: My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose weight. Once again, I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way.

And maybe he was just so stupid to fall for the woman's tricks. He allowed her into his house and married her, though the papers were fake. He faked it all. He drowned his misery with her in bed after his wife died. He never knew what happened to his wife since Sabrina never talked after that. His princess… whom he wished to hear speak again. That sweet, loving princess of the family was their treasure. But in just two weeks, when they got kidnapped and were rescued, their precious princess wasn't the same.

Hank could not argue his way out of this without his father’s DNA. The public was having a field day while Hank battled it out with his family. Judging by the family’s interaction, some believed that Hank was himself. However, how did the whole mess happen? I dialed my assistant’s number. “You’re up.” An article made its rounds on social media within two minutes. “The husband of a locally recognized businesswoman fakes death to elope with mistress!” I recounted my experience in my previous life as if it was a story. Though no names were mentioned, Hank was clearly the protagonist of the story.

“This is going to be great for my story.” Story? What story? Harold crossed his arms. “If you don’t sign, Adrian will make sure you never work in this city again. No one will hire a wife who tried to trap an heir with a fake pregnancy.” My blood ran cold. Fake pregnancy? “Adrian, I’m not—” I started. “I know you’re not pregnant, Lyara,” he said quietly. “Lila told me. You’re barren. You’ve been lying to me for years.”

And I hated sassy women. I didn't give much thought to her. But I surely would have if I knew this woman was going to turn my life upside down. That this woman would make me so fond of her that I would even throw my control over myself out of the window. If only I knew before! I would have never offered her to be my wife! If only! It was a dangerous feeling not being in control of your emotions. Not being able to predict your life. She was one dangerous woman. A wolf in a sheep's clothing. One who came into my life through a stupid contract to make me pay for my sins. And she did!

Nathan smiled, enjoying his misery. "Yes. You need nothing wrong. You just tried to kill me." "But...You're only doing this to get back at me..." The man trailed off. Their talk was beginning to attract eyes. "Yes, Mr Contreras. It's the least I can do for trying to hide Ema....oh! I mean Adriana." "How many times will we tell you until you get that she's not your wife, You can keep your job for all I care." Mr Contreras walked back to his truck, just what Nathan wanted.

"But he isn't the one holding my hand right now." What the hell. She was playing. She was making a mistake. I did my best to stay composed. I tried to smile. I tried to show she was joking. Then the cameraman asked. “Why did you say that? We know Mr. Santiago is your husband.” She blinked. “Is he? I remember divorcing him six years ago.” Then she immediately pressed her palm to her mouth, faking innocence. “Ups. Sorry. We are married. Happily even. Dante is the villain. Mateo isn’t.”

Made to be our perfect little family home, especially now we have the family on the way. Who would have thought it. The crazy, fiery little she-wolf that came crashing into my life while I was busy trying to avoid every sense of my reality whilst in college would be the one to bring me crashing down to earth with a bang and bring me everything I needed to complete my life? Who needed a fated mate? Sometimes destiny brings you what you need in other ways. And, the fake mate I had for a short time became my everything, and I wouldn’t change her for the world… with her by my side, anything seemed possible.

"You—you! What do you think you're doing?! I'll call the cops for harassment!" I yanked up her sleeve, revealing the familiar mole on her wrist. A bitter laugh escaped my throat. "Still pretending? I'm your husband, Hilary. I know every inch of your body. Most importantly, why are you pretending not to know me?" Her expression darkened, lips pressed tightly as she glared at me. "Husband? Are you insane? Keep this up and I'll scream for help." I chuckled coldly. "Go ahead. Let everyone hear. Let's see if they believe me—or better yet, we'll let your new man come and see for himself."

At this point, Christopher was getting more worried than usual. Just then, Mr. Yang, along with his fellow business associates arrived, and Christopher had to put up the fakest smile that he had ever known. “This is such a wonderful set up,” Mr. Yang complimented Christopher, making his heart swell with pride. “We cannot wait to sign and seal the contract,” he added. “Where is your wife?” Mr. Yang asked. “We expected to see her by your side,” he added. “She is running a little late,” Christopher lied and hoped deep down that it was the truth. “Please, enjoy yourselves before we officially begin,” Christopher told them.