My Multiple Identities Revealed After Marrying The Bigshot の小説・ストーリー

BOOM My real identity brought back multiple disastrous memories of the past. No one knows about my past exactly. What happened to me when I left Berlin and went to Sicily? I expected to start over with everything and I did. I found a man, got married to him thinking now I would have a future without any worry about fortune. Only after the marriage, he revealed his true identity. Tyler Gambino was not the ordinary man who he used to appear, he turned out to be the Mafia's Boss. It was more than difficult to deceive him and escaped his territory, now to fight against him I need a cover, and who was better than the Shepherd?

He explains and I am once again reminded that this man is rich. I mean, I never forgot he was rich, but when he flaunts his money like this, it makes me feel slightly insignificant. “What?” The man in question asks, not missing the shift in my demeanor. “Where’s your head?” “Nowhere,” I lie, though I’m sure he can see right through me. “I was just soaking in the situation that I’ve gotten myself into.” “And what situation is that?” Grant asks, eyeing me curiously. “That I’m now the wife of a billionaire.” I say slowly while feeling like I’m reading lines from some TV drama, but it isn’t a drama, it is my new reality, and I can’t help but wonder if I’ll be able to survive this new identity.

“It’ll be tricky, but we will just have to keep the marriage a secret. Luckily I have lots of friends who can help keep big secrets." He's such a smug bastard, but he's right. If he can live a double life as both Micah Mckaine, billionaire entrepreneur and philanthropist, AND Kingpin Kane, the most dangerous man in California, he can hide our marriage. "Trust me," he kisses my hand again. "He won't suspect anything. Especially if we are careful.” "I'm not going to lie," I shake my head, "but I don't think this is going to work. I have a terrible feeling that this is all going to sneak up on us and cause more trouble than it is worth."

I kind of feared her. “No, no… She cannot know my identity. Please, Jesus, I do hope so and pray!” I muttered. Well, my husband was a renowned billionaire. A lot of people out there knew him. Considering my luck, people did not know me in person, as our wedding was contractual and it wasn’t that grand. Only people who witnessed our wedding knew me by my face. Not to forget, there were pictures published of my wedding along with the ‘Tiger Kelvin’. I was not at all a known figure to the multitudes of California. Albeit, it wasn’t that difficult to figure that out if researched. I kept a smile on my face so that she would not know my true identity.

“Tell me about it.” I sighed, sinking into the couch. “The business side of things is coming together. But keeping my identity a secret is harder than I thought.” Alec sat beside me, one arm draped over the back of the couch. “You’re determined to make it on your own.” “Yes.” “And yet, you’re married to one of the most powerful men in the city,” he mused, lips quirking. “Ironic, don’t you think?” I shot him a look. “It’s not the same.”

But he was asking me about my new life, my new role. "Honestly? It's overwhelming," I said, my voice honest. "I've been preparing for it my whole life, but I never thought it would happen this soon. And I never thought I'd be... married at the same time." "It's a lot to take in," he said, his expression sympathetic. "But you'll be great. You're a Salvatore. It's in your blood." "I'm a Moretti now, too," I said, the words feeling strange on my tongue. "That means I have to learn how to have two identities at the same time."

He was really here to rescue me. But what about his marriage? Why did he expose our relationship? Wasn't he afraid that his brotherhood would oppose his decision? _____________ " How long did you plan to keep it secret from me?", his voice sounded cold, giving me goosebumps all over my skin. I had nothing to say in response. With his statement, the scandal was cleared within an hour. Now, those netizens who were cursing me had begun to show their pity for me. They even said how a match made in heaven we two were. Because apart from being the Mafia Don of Italy, he had another identity, the top-notch business man of the town. Naturally, they were going to say that we were well deserving.

I uttered, I finally got the money. "Hmm, hmm," I cleared my throat returning to my composure. I saw the weird look he had on his face while looking at me. I quickly signed the contract and then returned the documents to him. I just got married to someone I knew nothing about because of a fake Identity. Not to forget, he is one spooky hot man. "You can leave now, I'll be back for you tomorrow.." he informed and I shook my head slowly. I couldn't wait to leave her and run straight to the hospital.

“Oh there’s still a lot you don’t know.” I leaned in, brow furrowing in curiosity. “Like what?” He studied me for a moment, then shrugged. “I don’t know. Just saying—if a man can hide his identity, pretend to be his twin brother for five years, and even marry someone in his name… he’s probably hiding a lot more.” ——— Flashback Ends ———

I told him as he reeled in pain, "And, Next time, learn how to talk to a lady, bloody asshole." My smile never left my face and I walked through the crowd, a space demarcated for me to pass through as I did, leaving the entire Hall stunned. That was how I met my cheating husband, Daniel Carter.