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Marrying The Mafia Boss

Chapter 9 The wedding

Word Count: 1818    |    Released on: 12/08/2024

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ed, I became increasingly nervous, even though everyo

Heidi, and I were together. Now... so much has changed and will continue to change. We're not even married yet, but my chil

yself that it's worth it. After all, I'm doing all this for her,

itations. It was a bit late since the wedding was next week, but we had just finished making th

nces to personally hand out the invitations. It was quick

self to save time. Since we were short on time and needed

tion, and hunger had started to set in, so I asked him

ant we entered. I chose it because it was the closest and the food looked delici

be paying. I was so hungry that everything seemed delicious. Instead of answe

f course, you can order everything you want,"

ld be embarrassing if I just ordered without cons

pend, but he gave me a look?! Maybe I should tell him to just bu

take our order. After he had finished, we were told to wa

d then suddenly flirtatious. But mostly, he just teases me. It seems like a hobby of his n

g to the wedding. I immediately shot him a look because just

we are married, what you're t

en, which Riah had witnessed. I don't know how I got through that

assment for a lifetime whenever I recall h

huh?" he teased. "If I hadn't stopped, maybe you'd be pregnant now," he continued, making me i

have continued teasing me. My companion told me that he was the last person we intended to give an invitati

invitation with y

I found it, I handed it to our contact. He accepted it

mething here?" He shifted hi

ng," Damien replied

ou're getting married again? Weren't you already married before? Is this a s

Damien, who was beside me, looking for answers, but he rem

our contact. "Our wedding is next week," I correcte

t didn't feel

"I can't be mistaken, Sab. I wa

as even more intrigued by what I was hearing now. I a

move, but my thoughts were pulled bac

asked,

at Damien, who remained silent. I followed his gaze

d sense the ghost of anxiety in his voice. He laughed again, perhaps trying

most dragging himself out of there. His voice still trembled with panic. "I'm wishing you all

logetic now while bidding his farewell. "Thank yo

fore our friend turned to me and smiled. I returned a

wonder what he mea

ost my voice to speak. Earlier, I was hungry, but when the foo

te with a dish closer to me. Instead of looking a

" I replie

e right place, so I tried my best to calm down. I would save all my questions until we go

hy he was only offering short responses. I just knew h

ntil we got home. I walked silently up to our room, not

time because I had wanted to ask him this question for a while. He was still facing away from me, but I was so eager

rd the light switch to turn on another light because the room wasn't bright enough for me. I tur

t," he said as he began

y. "I want us to talk about what

move toward me. I immediately stopped him, making

me what your friend was referring to earlier,"

aid it. He's

t to cry, but my tears started to fall rapidly. I wiped them roughl

t it-who is Sab? Your woman? Your first wife? Are you really going to make me your mistr

my attempts to stop him, he seemed deaf to my protests as he continued to approach. He immediately hel

id in a weary voice, his finger now t

remained unmoved. "You're still denying it even though he said you were married t

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