Novel & Cerita The Don S Wrong Bride

It was Sophia Colombo, my best friend, who was calling out to me. She was my bridesmaid for my wedding to Owen. I must have been feeling a little anxious about the wedding, which was why I had that nightmare. Owen was the Don of the Thorne family, after all. He had plenty of women by his side. As for me, I was just a former Principessa from the bankrupt Warwick family. He wanted me to feel secure about our relationship and promised me an unforgettable wedding.

I watched El stand strong in front of his brother. You hit me because of her?” Don’s voice came out low and rough. His expression was one of anger and shock mixed together. He touched his lip again, more blood on his fingers. He took one step forward. His chest rose fast. “She’s my bride… my wife!” he shouted. His finger pointed straight at me, but his eyes never left Don. “Not a toy, Don Cana!” The name hung in the Don Cana. His own brother’s name, thrown like a knife. I watched Don’s hand shake a little. The blood dripped from his chin now.

“Guess where I am, Luna. Hehe. Let me tell you. I’m in Dom’s bed right now. “Dom told you that he was away on business, but he was actually planning our wedding. Don’t be mad. It’s your fault for not getting pregnant. “Once I have this baby, Dom will be mine. It’s only a matter of time before my man dumps you. You’ll become a cast-off reject.” The crowd went ballistic before the recording even ended. “Did I hear that right? He got his own sister pregnant?” “Homewreckers are getting cocky these days to taunt the legitimate wives.” “Ha. I doubt the other woman has the nerve to pull that stunt without the man’s permission.” “Poor Donna Costa. I heard that she turned her back on her family to ma

It was a recording of today's absurd wedding ceremony. The first person to appear on screen was the Donna, the old lady who had always maintained her aristocratic dignity. She stood right before the sacred altar of the cathedral, clutching a yellowed medical file, her eyes as cold as a winter sea breeze in Palermo. "Bullshit!" Her voice boomed through the loudspeakers, shattering the silence of the church. "This girl had her uterus removed due to a car crash when she was a child. Your father personally signed the papers to repay a debt. How the hell is she pregnant? Carrying a demon's embryo?"

"You can't run this family alone, Julian. A Don needs a Donna beside him. That's not opinion. That's tradition, passed down from your great-grandfather, to your father, to me. It's not something either of us gets to decide we're done with." "I know the tradition." I keep my voice even. "Which is exactly why I'm taking another bride." Vittorio's head comes up sharply, and for one long second the room goes quiet enough that I can hear the woman's breathing beside him. "Baby girl." He crooks two fingers at her without looking away from me, and when she steps closer he grabs her by the wrist and hauls her against his side, his other hand cracking hard across her ass. She gasps, more out of shock

His hand found my waist, warm and solid through the thin fabric of my dress. "You're up early." I leaned into him, feeling the strength of his body against mine. "I couldn't sleep." He kissed my temple, his lips lingering. "What were you thinking about?" I turned to face him, my hands resting on his chest. I could feel his heartbeat beneath my palms, steady and strong. "About the beginning. About how I was the wrong bride." He pulled me close, his arms strong around me. "You were never the wrong bride." I looked at him. "I signed Isabella's name. I wore her dress. I married you as her."

his hands at his sides, and Sophia noticed something she’d never seen before: his fingers were opening and closing at his sides, a tiny repetitive motion, like a man working up the nerve to reach for something.He was nervous.Dominic Cross who could dismantle an empire before breakfast and make a room full of killers go silent with a look was nervous about marrying her.Judge Conway opened the book. The words were the same words every couple heard: do you take, to have and to hold, in sickness and health. They sounded different at midnight with no witnesses and a bodyguard by the door and the city glittering below like a circuit board running on power that the groom controlled.“Do you, Domini

I used to think that what Derek Shelby and I had could survive any test of trust. Then an ambush at the docks nearly wiped out the Shelby family. Vincent Shelby, the old Don, survived an assassination attempt but was left in a coma. Everyone said I was the one who'd leaked Vincent's whereabouts. So the night before our wedding, Derek himself dragged me out of the fitting room in my wedding dress and forced me to my knees. His eyes were bloodshot as he demanded, "Sylvia Loren, I offered to make you the Donna. Why did you betray the Shelby family?" I tried desperately to explain, but he didn't believe a word. For the next ten years, he kept me alive but trapped in his territory, punishing me r

“Exactly. The one in the wedding gown looks like the bride’s older sister. That is the eldest daughter of the Avery family.” “How could this happen? Did they confuse the bride?” The guests were not the only ones talking. Even the members of the Rook family stared in disbelief. Brina was especially taken aback. When she saw that Nola was not wearing the wedding dress, she assumed the makeup team had made a serious mistake. She immediately turned to Calder. “This is bad. The stylists prepared the wrong bride.” “There is no mistake.” Calder’s tone remained calm. “What do you mean?” Brina asked.

Her father owed a debt. The Don who offered to erase it named his price: her. Thalia Renner said no. Then the attacks began, and she said yes to the most dangerous man in the city. Alexander Kade is at war with a man he has been taught to hate. Thalia is falling for him anyway. And the real enemy carries the name Kade.