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before th
m, watching my fiancé caress the
was smiling at his mistress, Sofia. But the real k
ngly" ordered for me featured intric
't spel
ead
e walk down the aisle wea
fish" and admitting he only wanted my family's Capo status. He planned to keep his
ed princess. He forgot that my
ad, I scrubbed his scent off my skin and d
ly," I asked my father, my voice
my father warned. "He is a but
d. "I am done pl
he hall from my original venue. Luca thought
bringing a monster
pte
Vite
al boutique, my nails digging into my palms so hard t
over the call bu
s, I watched the man I loved caress
. Daughter of a don. Raised to be a prize. But the sickness climbi
the phone
red on the
allaro family," I aske
it was the kind of silence tha
my fath
as signed when y
llaro is Und
early graves. He would tear a boy lik
me this three days b
the Godfather. Tell him the Vitello daughter acc
before he
ainst my ribs, but m
cess of the Vitello family. But in the corner, s
fia
e man who had pulled me from a
rgent tones to a woman with d
fi
man was not supposed to ha
nymore. He pressed a thick roll of cash into her hand, his eyes dart
deliers in the boutique blazed to lif
r rushed toward m
ered. "There's been a pro
ov
ramble
in that held the gown L
rfall of lace and seed p
licate silver thread woven
n't sa
aid
staring at his whore's name stitched in
th as oil. "It's a mistake. We
locking my view as Sofia scurri
him
that clung to his jacket, the
ipessa?" he asked, kiss
Luca," I lied, pulling b
or's
icking over Luca's shoulder to the terrified shop owner. "Box it up. Se
owned.
st telling her I want everyt
at it, a flicker of something-pl
is excuse
to the re
the Gold Ballroo
ve the Silver Ballroom reserved.
ounter. "The bride in the Silver Ballroom won't be me.

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