Left humiliated at the altar by the man she trusted, a bride finds her life upended when a powerful mafia boss steps in and claims her as his own. Thrust into a dangerous underworld of loyalty and violence, she must navigate her new role at his side while guarding her wounded heart. The central tension lies between the ruthless world he commands and the unexpected pull growing between them.
My favorite flower isn't white roses, but sunflowers. At the time, I had written sunflowers three times on the planning sheet as the main But Livia said she was allergic to sunflower pollen, so Adrian switched them to her favorite white roses without telling me.
He said at the time, Livia was fragile, and he didn't want anything to happen to her on the wedding day I believed him now it seems that wasn't the case I kept walking as I passed a dressing room the door was slightly a broin heard a man's heavy breathing whose back looked a lot
like Adrienne and I froze in my tracks but I kept telling myself it's not him just someone who looks like him seeking more reassurance I pulled out my phone and dialed adrian's number his ringtone went off the ringtone came from the dressing room overlapping with the dial tone in my ear i stood there feeling my blood drain away that was
ringtone he had said it himself fingers involuntarily pressed against the scar below left chest this scar was from three years ago when i was stabbed twice by three thugs while trying to save him one stab was only two centimeters from my heart i couldn't bear to watch anymore and turned to leave my head was spinning tears welling in my eyes picked up the phone and
hotel manager cancel the wedding reception i'll take full responsibility for all consequences the manager was shocked and quickly explained that the venue was almost fully urging me not to cancel i insisted firmly and he finally gave in and agreed