The Wedding Crasher Mia Sosa Novels & Stories

“How did you get this, Mia?” “From my fiancé. I’m getting married,” Mia said, her words hanging in the air. Xiang barked out a laugh, and the others followed suit, the sound echoing through the warehouse. “Married?” he mocked. “To who?” Mia didn’t flinch. “Yes,” she replied quietly. “I’m getting married to Zac Cornell.” Another round of laughter filled the room, harsh and mocking. One of the men sneered. “What’s next? You think a billionaire will fall for you because you managed to seduce him and steal his money?”

Though they were his workers, I still appreciated them. We all knew the stakes were high, but we were ready. We had backup plans in place, just in case, but I prayed we wouldn't need them. The wedding had started and some of Alice's securities' focus were now distracted. It was time to act. "The bride has arrived and the boss is in the altar," one of our men communicated. I looked into the camera that we had successfully hacked, dying to get my eyes on Williams, but instead I saw Mia. She stepped out of a black limo, with all smile and radiance.

Her rebellious soul was buried with her grandfather. "You look beautiful, but sad," Sara said, embracing her friend from behind, looking into her empty eyes in the mirror. "I know Esteban is an idiot, but at least you were happy with him." "Sara," Rebecca scolded her friend. While it was true that Mia's vitality had declined in the past two months and that being with her ex-boyfriend had made her happy, it wasn't the right time to say something like that. "It's the truth, and even though everyone wants to deny it, she's unhappy, and this marriage is madness," Sara said, pouting as she moved to the hotel room's couch where Mia was getting ready for her wedding.

"What... what does it mean?" Marta's eyes searched my face, understanding dawning in them. She squeezes my hand gently. "It means you will be Joseph's wife, Selena," she says softly. "You will share a life together, a bond that is recognized by both the law and the mafia." "But what about... what happens after the wedding?" I ask, my cheeks flaming. I feel like a child asking an adult question, but I have to know. Marta's eyes don't leave mine as she says, "After the wedding, you will become one with Joseph in every way." The way she says it, it sounds almost holy, but I know it isn't.

Gina asked, pulling up a chair, her eyes full of curiosity and concern. Mia hesitated, then blurted out, “I’m getting married tomorrow… and honestly, it’s suffocating me.” “What?!” Gina’s jaw practically hit the floor. “Married? Tomorrow? To who?!” Mia bit her lip, then said softly, “Maurice Mayer.”

Joe’s explanation just made Mia’s mouth open in disbelief. With an angry look, Mia walked past Joe out of her apartment. She stomps her footsteps to the ground, showing how annoyed she is. “I’ll follow you from behind, Miss Heart,” said Joe as he opened Mia’s old car door. Ignoring Joe, she got into her car and left the building to De La Crush. … During her work, Mia felt the gloomy atmosphere at De La Crush. Even Vero looked pensive several times. As soon as break time arrived, Mia approached Slaine, who was just as gloomy.

It was the night that Diego’s can’t wait to happen, his engagement party to Mia whom he will introduce to everyone as Missy. She can’t remember anything after the car accident happened to her so Diego used this chance to introduce her to everyone and to marry her so she can’t live him after the wedding, all she can do was to accept her. The event’s place were all set, the tables and chairs are decorated elegantly; delicious foods were being served to the guest by the waiters. Their visitors in this event are all well-known people, he have no idea that he also invited Xavier and his business partner that night.

I wanted to find a corner to stay by myself, but trouble found me. With a “crack,” my wine glass was smashed by someone. A heavily made-up woman stood in front of me, with a few followers behind her. “It's you, the old woman who seduced Young Master Zhou and rejected our marriage alliance.” I frowned and explained, “I have no relationship with Ross.” “If Ross didn't fancy you, it must be because you're too ugly.” My words further provoked her. “Seize her.” The woman behind me charged directly at me.

Dante stumbled backward, his gaze hollow as he stared at the hotel entrance in utter disbelief. The wedding had been canceled. "Ms. Ford canceled the wedding herself," the hotel employee added quietly. Maria's expression turned icy at once. She questioned Dante, "What's going on? Today's the wedding day, but where is she? Didn't you say that everything had already been arranged?" Dante's throat was all clammed up. It took him a while to squeeze out the words, "I don't know…"

The second followed quickly and warmth spread through my chest. Mia arrived fifteen minutes later with her coat half-on and her curls wild from the wind. She dropped onto the stool next to me and grabbed my hand tight. “Girl, what happened? Have you seen the internet?” I laughed and it sounded broken even to me. “I was there, Mia. I lived it. Zane dragged me across Le Bernardin and told Sophia Lang I’m the one he’s marrying. I’m officially the slut who broke up New York’s perfect engagement.”