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Bound By Vows: My Sleeping Mafia Husband

Author: Zhen Xiang

Chapter 1

Word Count: 965 | Released on: Today at 14:12

mber message read. "Go to the bridal sui

ce hummed, a low thrum agai

ress, minutes away from marrying Enzo Falcone,

like a sleeping beast, its stone facade glowing under the

gers w

hat felt less like a celebration and more like a beautifully cra

d saved me for this. A debt marker. A disposable bride.

ach tig

t wasn't the flutter of bridal nerves. It was t

prisingly steady. "I need to g

g mine in the rearview mirror, bet

nicured lawn, champagne flutes in hand. Their eyes followed me, a mixture of envy and pity. The Pa

ored

, the sound echoing in the grand hallway. Each step was a dr

t corridor, lined with portraits of stern-faced F

was sligh

ut. A suppressed giggle, sickl

. My hal

man's lo

cone. My

my body a separate entity from the screaming chaos in my head. My

through t

sing Jennifer back onto the vast, silk-draped bed. My wedding bed. Her dress was hiked up to her thighs

d back s

t the wall wit

stopped. A frantic

called out, his vo

scream. The part of me that might have done

d walked into the ad

. And there, laid out on a velvet bust, was my veil. A cascade of silk tulle,

lver Zippo lighter. Forgotten. A

bric was cold, heavy with th

cked up t

t a happy smile. It was cold, sha

e door where Enzo and Jennifer were now whisperi

arty was in full swing. A sea of e

rough the crowd as they saw th

h the diamonds. It was a beautiful, expensive

icked the

ngue in the afternoon light. I touche

ght in

ng the symbol of my purity into a column of blac

s my face, illuminating th

ms erupted from

a smoke detector began to s

tumbled out onto the balcony, their faces pale with

o's panic

rop from my hand. It fell through the air like a fallen angel, a bird of f

y fiancé, the man who

two words, cle

I turned my back on the wreckage of my wedding and melted into the shadows of the corrido

Chapter End

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“I wasn't marrying into the Falcone mafia because I was loved. I was being handed over like payment. My parents owed the Falcones a fortune, and I was the daughter they chose to sacrifice. On my wedding day, I was supposed to become the wife of Enzo Falcone, the golden heir of New York's most dangerous mafia family. Then an anonymous message lit up my phone. Want to see your groom? Go to the bridal suite. I went. I found Enzo on my wedding bed with my half-sister. Her dress was pushed up. My lace garter, the one meant for me, was wrapped around her ankle like a trophy. And when the scandal exploded, no one blamed him. His mother called me a lunatic. My half-sister cried pretty, poisonous tears. Then she revealed the final insult. She was pregnant with Enzo's child. They locked down the estate to silence me. They wanted me humiliated, obedient, and disposable. A ruined bride. A convenient scapegoat. A debt paid in flesh and shame. So I gave them a show they would never forget. I walked onto the balcony, set my diamond-studded veil on fire, and dropped the burning silk in front of every elite guest who had come to watch me be sold. Then I went to the true matriarch of the Falcone family and made my own demand. I would not marry a traitor. I would marry Damien Falcone instead. The dead grandson. The fallen Underboss. The legendary God of War. A dead man could not betray me. A dead man could not touch me. A dead man could give me the power to destroy everyone who had tried to bury me. At least, that was what I thought. Until I learned Damien Falcone was not as dead as everyone believed.”