The Mafia's Bride
We might not get along so well for now, but he was trying his best as a husband, especially tonight.
As I was swirling the glass of wine between my fingers, the front door swung open, and my breath caught in my throat. Instead of Cristiano, a stunning woman walked in, her sleek black hair tied up in a bun, and her deep set of black eyes reflecting the chandelier’s glow. No way. It couldn’t be!
“Hello, Annalisa,” she said, waving as our eyes met. It was Daniella Alonso—my role model and favorite actress! I couldn’t believe it. An A-lister knew my name!
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