When her fiancé bets her away at their own wedding, a bride turns the humiliation into a weapon by marrying his most dangerous rival instead. Now bound to a powerful mafia figure, she must navigate a world of loyalty, betrayal, and revenge while her spurned ex plots to reclaim what he lost.
the night four years ago when he'd proposed to me he had pointed to the inscription on the inside of the band grinning like a boy who'd just been handed the world love of my life elena this This isn't just a ring. It means you're the one and only love of my life. So even the love he once called his one and only could be loaned out this easily.
I gave a quiet laugh. No need to give it back. Not the ring. Not the man, either. Luca's brow furrowed. He watched me in silence, as though finally registering the shift in my tone.
He was about to speak when the electronic lock at the entryway clicked open. Elena, I brought you your favorite matcha cake. Bianca padded barefoot into the apartment with the ease of someone who'd done it a hundred She winked at me, then lifted her foot and nudged Luca lightly.
Give me your slippers. Luca sighed, crouched down, slipped off his slippers for her, and neatly set her shoes There are guest slippers in the closet. Why do you insist on wearing mine every time? He complained, but his movements were practiced,
as if he'd done it countless times before. I watched in silence. Luca was a bit of a Even I had never been allowed to wear his slippers, but Bianca had always been the I used to be upset about it. He'd told me they had grown up together.
These little habits had long since lost any special meaning, except that wasn't how they'd always been. When Luca and I first got together, Bianca, my best friend, had been happier for me than anyone else.