THE MAFIA'S MISTAKEN BRIDE

er's

as I struggle in my sleep and finally fl

nstinctively, I sit upright on the bed with m

since I had that dream but now it is back. This

h

ately and I drag a hand through my hair with m

I drop my hand from my hair wondering where the pain is co

ht sho

come rushing

the club. Did I pass out? Who i

m my shoulder. I grab a hold of my phone from the bed stand to see several missed calls from Ethan, my

rings for a while without a response, making me

d this? What

f them will have an answer to this. That club is the safest

ial his number again and

e calls o

is under attack. I was shot yestern

short immediately and I raise

because nothing like this has ever happened in our own den. That

ask to be sure I

ss", he

drop the phone from my ear, standing still

. That horrible feeling you get when something bad is about to h

t like it didn't matter. But ever since that day, it mattered. My ins

behind this, I guess I should put that

f whoever it is but this is a special case. I need to see that

him the slow deat

bathroom to take a hot bath. A low growl of frustrat

nd to signal to the mini robot I have on the

nchalantly as I wai

mes in. Someone follows behi

dr

a smile. He knows better than to do that.

shifting my gaze to

ly, it

s our w

h

irst and figure things out. I need to know what is going on so the wedding will

breaks into my thoughts and I peer down at he

e think she is to sm

ss it is fake. Honestly, it seems genuine

ss", Mathew informs me. "

ndifferently. "It

dy her but she doesn't look displeased or pleas

still in her silk nightwear, bringing out her sh

stion makes Mathew stop. He t

the bathroom door. I enter and close the door behind me wh

o reveal Mathew. When I step

rom last night?" he demands, with

if it is because of Andre and her fake concern for my health or because

he was standing a few minutes ago. He hesi

atch him intently, cu

ted your wounds before the doctor arrived",

? How come I can't reme

again to be s

true definition of a spoiled brat and she would never do something like that. She wo

an't even administer first aid. She can't stand the si

away enough to change her? Did she learn

a

e like the lines on my palm. And this is

f offering to administer a first aid treatme

ised too but she insisted

in extreme pain and she appeared, making me filled with extreme rage and anger t

Andre touched me. She removed my wet

luding her worried expression as she tende

dr

fly to t

ce a few minutes ago. Is this another trick to get m

n really. I have a strong belief that

to conclude whether she is Andre or not? I

t skips

white hair. It

different from t

lm com

ness to blood that I

ly Andre or

then watch the door, wishing for an answer f

ore and who is