Mujidat Bakare

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MAFIA SUDDEN BRIDE

MAFIA SUDDEN BRIDE

5.0

It all began years ago when Cassandra father, Marco Lopez had sign off a marriage deal with Anthony King. The deal says that Marco daughter, Cassandra will get married to Anthony son, Francis King. Years went by and the kids involve in this marriage deal grew up. Francis King grew up to be a handsome, powerful man. He took over the reign of his father Mafia group and to fulfil his late father wish. Francis seek out Cassandra to marry her just like his father wanted. But Cassandra didn't want the marriage and in order to get out of it, she and her mother lied to Francis. Making him believe that their maid Flora Martin is Cassandra, the bride he intend to get married to. Unknown to poor Flora, Cassandra and her mother ask her to deliver a parcel to someone in Italy. Not being able to refuse and happy about having her first trip out of the country, Flora agreed to go. But what she didn't expect on her arrival is a man waiting for her to arrive so he can marry her. __________ "What did you just say?" Flora ask, starring at the handsome devil in front of her. "I don't repeat myself twice" "Well you will have to repeat it cause there's some mistake somewhere" Flora said, moving past him but he caught her by the waist and drew her to him. A gasp left Flora lips as she stare into his green eyes. "There's no mistake sweetheart, you are getting married to me today and that's the truth" _________ How do you think Flora will get out of this one? Will she be able to prove that she's not Cassandra? How do you think Francis will take it when he finds out that there is a man in Flora's life already?

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