Too Late for You
Five years after we broke up, my ex-fiancé Bruce, yes the mafia one, suddenly called me out of the blue to announce our wedding date.
I was speechless. Shocked, I blurted out,
"Wait… didn't we break up five years ago?"
He replied with his usual arrogance,
"Break up? I never agreed to that. You left in a fit of anger.
"And let me guess. You came back to the country only because you heard I was getting married. Out of jealousy, hoping to reclaim our engagement?"
He even had the nerve to tell me to be magnanimous and accept Bella, the so-called 'perfect girl' who had spent the last five years by his side.
I let out an icy laugh and hung up immediately.
I had long been married to the most powerful Don of the strongest mafia family and had two adorable sons to show for it.
Honestly, I had no idea what Bruce was thinking. Now, who even cares about him?