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vy with anxiety and a bit of anticipation. The sound from the main hall had
own. He had so polite with my nonna and to us. That was before heâd learnt of my name. After that, heâd just left as if
ace and be thankful for his generous
alculated various possibilities of things that would happen when I walked in
ld talk about how lucky I was to have my hand accepted in marriage, despite being rejected b
didnât understand what I was going through, and I didnât expect her to. All
ed, and I gave a blunt nod. âCome on. You ha
n. The man I was supposed to marry is inside
ou donât show up? That youâve run away, or that Papa hasnât raised us right. Or that you hav
pped my hand around her arm. Mostly, to keep me steady. âYouâre right. Better
I squinted, slowly registering the view. This party room was the size of three master bedrooms combined, reserved especially for Papaâs part
nty. But there had to be at least seventy people in the room, their
en, even married ones, fancied him and not without reason. He had charms and the looks to add to that, even though p
the table Mama was at a
gentle with her. Pe
t so stiff,â Arabella spat back. âShe wa
othed, âThis happens to everyone. I re
der her breath, which earned her
k as well. Before marriage, I thought I was marrying a tool.â Arabella chuckled, but my
guing with you,â I said, finally
r laughter. âFrom what I hear, Er
actly?â Arabella a
lder than Mariella,â Mama
ook at Mariella. She doesn
d turned to me, her eyes soft with love. She worried about me more than Papa di
like your father. To add to that, he ha
h? Itâs like he just came out of nowhere.â Arabell
ven years. Everything about Eros Castellanos was a mystery. Marriage to me was for his initiation. So
g crowned the position. But the main reason was that his crowning was sudden, and he didnât have th
roper initiation or a branding or a wife, when every born or
ke the capo,â Mama expla
en better if he had a secr
, he whispered something and then left. I wished he wouldâve at least asked me how I
abella, and I straightened. âWe nee
I panicked, but Ma
d smile. Talk to whoever
uld realise Iâm mis
chided, and I slumped in my
anced like a ticking bomb while I tried to gather myself. If anyone walked up to
ed whether to chug it down. I doubted I could mee
aid and a glass of wine
spread through my body, even though my body alerted me to stay calm. I had never seen this woman, but I had to sa
a leg crossed over the other. âYou were all alone, so I thought o
o guess who she was, and I as
a humble smile.
lla Ro
om, she mused, âIâm not sure if
s wife. Theyâre a
d of m
wonder Adonis Vitaleâthe man no one could tameâwas fascinated with this woman.
t nonsense. Anything's be
t and go on with their day.â She stared at me with an uncertain look i
that she already knew the answer. She sighed. âI know the feeling of being bartered aw
d love, d
d I donât know what wouldâve happened then.â She looked down at the glass in my hand and added, âBut you have
d, âA go
d. âGood thing. He balances his life inside and outside of
have thought if I told her I knew nothing about the man Iâd get engaged to today? No one ha
e you
seat. Isobelâs eyes drifted past me and a small, loving smile tugged at her lips. That w
and tried to hold my composure with confidence, but it was nearly impossible against
re a match ma
gave a brusque nod in return. âThis man needs to be serious, given t
you his plans if he hadnât dodged my
bout Eros, but more like an angry father, which made me question the value of Eros and Adonisâs relationship. It was clear no
ed my attention, and she poin
door, anger quite evident in his eyes. Maybe
as just as tall as Adonis, and his shoulders were just as broad. The stubble that covered the line of
him had to be his eyes. I had neve
s Castellano