Who Did Coriolanus Snow Marry Novels & Stories

I still can't believe it but I am happy and I feel like floating right now but the reality is strong, despite being happy right now we are still in danger, Corro may know who was behind the attack that happened during the winter ball but they're not just that easy to take down they are too strong as Corro's. He held my hand and kisses it. "Baby, when do you want us to get married? I can arrange for it, you can choose for everything that needs to be prepared," He said, making me smile. I caress his face with my other hand and nodded. Of course, I want it to be beautiful it happen only once though we are still in this situation I want it to be amazing but intimate.

“Adriana got divorced with nothing, kicked out of the Walker family like a stray dog. Such a shameful thing—she didn’t tell you all that, did she?” Snow bared her teeth. “You think you’re qualified to talk about Adriana? Oh right—you’ve been dying to marry Calvin. Maybe try looking in the mirror. That face’s been through eighteen rounds of plastic surgery. Aren’t you worried the Walker family will mistake you for one of their counterfeit products?” Anna, enraged, grabbed Snow’s hair and yanked it hard. “You little tramp! Want me to ruin you today?!” Snow winced in pain but wasn’t about to back down. She retaliated, grabbing Anna’s hair in return.

I screamed, trying to scramble to my feet, and race after him, "I love you. Please don't do this. Don't break the last pieces of my heart. I'm your wife." Letting out an annoyed growl, Cora caught my hair in her hands and yanked me back. I screamed, falling back to the ground. She stared down at me with amusement, "You're not his wife, bitch," she raised her hand to showcase a heavy diamond ring sparkling on her fingers, "I'm his wife. We were married in secret long before you came into the picture. And I'll continue to be his wife long after you leave the picture. The marriage documents you signed were all fabricated."

Instead her hand hovered above it awkwardly. "When the Mafia King gets married, everyone hears about it," Sloane explained solemnly. "And when I heard his wife was Elena Vitale, I... I had to know if it was really my daughter." Elena couldn't read whatever complicated expression was on Sloane's face. The older woman was smiling, but her eyes were full of tears threatening to spill. Sloane swipes her free hand over her face. "I had to see you with my own eyes," Sloane repeated firmly, "but your new husband wouldn't so much as let me inside." Her voice went bitter.

I took a step back, my heart hammering in my chest. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, panic rising in my throat. How could she accuse me of such a thing? “I didn’t—” “Oh, come now!” Coral interrupted, her voice growing louder. “We all know you were desperate to secure your place as Luna. With Alpha George gone, no one stands in your way. You had the motive, Rowena.” I shook my head furiously, my eyes darting to Nathan, who was standing near the edge of the crowd, looking the angriest you had ever seen him.

[Babydoll] Rosana stared at him in disbelief. Did he just accuse her of drooling over him? She couldn't even look at him without feeling irritated. "I look dead because I was forced to marry you against my will. I do not love you and I do not want to be with you!" He chuckled lightly but she considered it dark. How could she be with a man whose mere laughter terrified her? "You will learn to be with me, Bambolina, because you are mine" "No, I will not!" Rosana rebuffed. She dipped her hand into her cleavages and pulled out a ring. "I was engaged to the one I love before you and my father came along and took me away from him. I do not love you and I never will!"

He was about to hang up when someone finally picked up. "Don Vitale, it’s me," Cesare murmured. "Don Moretti," Carmine Vitale's voice came through the phone, heavy with a sigh. "Just let it go. Adriana is married. The wedding happened, and the agreement is signed. You two are over." He paused for a moment. "From now on, I don't want our families to have any dealings with each other." The line went dead. Cesare sat there for a long moment, holding the phone against his ear, listening to the empty silence.

Grasping my pallid hand with an expression of heartache, he had explained, "Rosanna, I know that you've suffered, but if someone were to photograph me appearing in the hospital, not only you, but even Mario, our son, would be exposed. "Mario will definitely be the Carlotta family's heir. However, until I marry you, I can't let him bear the stigma of being an illegitimate bastard. One day, we'll be able to live together as a family, openly and properly." It wasn't until I received Sofia's news tonight that I was forced to face reality—Luciano had chosen someone else. After ending the call with Sofia, I remained in the living room, sitting there in the dark for a very long time.

Cornelius asked as he regained his senses after being deflated for a while. “He is now betrothed to wed the illegitimate daughter of the Lord Rovner.” Mira answered twisting her lips in disdain. “What’s enmity of one more lord?” Cornelius laughed with a sinister glint in his eyes. “That won’t be necessary.” Almera laughed melodiously “He has dug his own grave. We were just waiting for the right moment.” Cornelius raised his eyebrows enquiringly. “He has already married Lord Dromer’s illegitimate daughter a few months ago.” Almera explained. “All we need to do it let Lord Rovner know… the rest they will sort out by themselves and that will be the end of his support at Rovner’s.”

Don Demetrius said, now looking at her. Snow’s eyes widened in disbelief. Marcus was lying to her face, in front of everyone. Her fists curled on her lap, fury, and frustration brewing inside her. “He’s lying,” she said, her voice shaky with emotion. “I saw him… having sex with Feurene. The night before our wedding.” Her throat tightened. She blinked back tears, refusing to cry in front of them. “You saw them, and then you decided to drag my other son into marriage? How disgusting,” the elder snapped without mercy.