Novel & Cerita My Sister's Wedding

If I sent her away, then I would be disrespecting the Mafia king who had set up this alliance. An alliance that had been three years in the making. It had cost blood and money and the kind of painstaking diplomacy that men in my world were not naturally built for. After much concession, the wedding had been set for today, and every significant figure in the northern syndicate had attended it. These men would rather be caught dead than find themselves at a wedding, which went to show how important this event was. If I walked into that room and announced the bride was dead and the woman standing beside me was her twin sister, there would be no recovering the evening.

Adrian’s POV My wife stands with confusion at my words. I couldn’t be bothered to talk about it except it’s taking from the precious time I have with her. Her pesky little sister whom I had no idea of up until yesterday, came today. That one… she tried—unsuccessfully— to crash our wedding. What she didn’t know was that I would sooner die before I let that happen. And so It didn’t, but my angel here is still bothered by it. I guess she didn’t expect to see her sister object at her wedding, our wedding.

The Bargain The ceremony passed in fragments. A hymn Wren didn’t know. A ring slid onto her finger with a precision that felt like a signature. The officiant’s voice saying husband and wife in a church full of people who had come to witness a merger. When Adrian bent to kiss her, it was brief and cool, a sealed document of a kiss, and Wren stood very still and thought, absurdly, of the diner’s coffee machine and the way it hissed when it was done.

A week before our wedding, Kane Orsini bought two islands, one for me and one for my younger sister, Zelinda Bellucci. But Zelinda pointed to the island in the photos that was meant for me. "I like this one." As he'd done countless times before, Kane didn't ask what I wanted. He just ruffled Zelinda's hair and said, "Okay." Then he looked at me. "She's your sister. Just let her have it." Just let her have it. Kane said those words more than anything else. I thought I'd do what I always did: swallow my feelings and say "okay." But I heard my own voice say, "That's your wedding gift to me. I don't want to give it up." Kane looked a little surprised, but he just raised an eyebrow and smiled. "I

Five years into our secret marriage, Alex finally agreed to give me a wedding. But the day before the ceremony, I was the one who called it off. The Castellano Family butler asked me, stunned, "Ma'am, the ceremony is tomorrow. Are you sure you don't want to wait for Mr. Castellano to come home?" I picked up my packed suitcase. My voice came out light, almost relieved. "He isn't coming. Right now he's in a church in New York, saying his vows with his adopted sister."

They still decided it was too far. Nina typed again: "My sister does not usually handle these things. Let me and Henry take care of the details." Henry replied with one word: "Yes." I stared at that word and did not move. Messages kept coming. No one noticed I had not said anything. This wedding had no room for my voice.

The wedding The usual wedding frenzy was in full swing in my father's house. Every one of us was a bundle of nerves except my sister who looked regal in her white wedding gown which flowed freely from the waist down. She had a veil on her head and a pair of diamond-encrusted earrings, her shoes were encrusted with silver pearls and had a tiny heel. Kemi looked perfect and she was the most beautiful bride on earth at that moment.

I gasped in surprise, bestirring up from the bed and then looking down to see I was wearing her white nightgown. “Oh My God! That bitch!” I screamed, getting my mother’s attention to me. “You shouldn’t even have been invited over, but your uncle thinks it will be a bad idea if the guests acknowledged your absence at your own sister’s wedding,” she hollered while trying not to raise her voice too much. I had many questions involving the entire room and gown change, but her words were the ones that took most of my attention now. “My sister’s wedding?” I had to repeat after her just to be certain I heard her right and clear.

"YOUR sister can't attend your wedding because she had to go back to the company." Alfonso informed Nica after she had been styled. "The company is more important than my special day?" Nica lifted up her eyebrow whilst looking at her stepmother. She looks like she is going to a funeral. "Don't act like you're sad, we know here that your happiness could reach heaven because your sister isn't here." Margaret sniggered at Nica. "Margaret, please, let's not ruin this day. Put aside your grudge against each other even just for today!" Luisa said to her friend before she approached Nica to help her with her wedding gown.

she settles down once again, sitting across from her sister. “First of all, know that I am who you know I have always been. Do you remember the night of Rúbia and my civil wedding anniversary that ended with a ceremony? “Yes, and I ended up losing because of the lack of three nurses on duty who showed up late and without warning! How could I forget not being able to attend my only sister’s wedding.”, she laments.