FORCED TO MARRY A MAFIA

la stirred. The d-day had finally come for her. In a

and. Every part of her being felt like it was in a dream; as if this life belonged to someone else. Nothing was

d in a neat manner and sad eyes replaced her usual warm and affectionate ones. Teresa slowly walke

night's sleep," she said

I? I am about to experience a change that will affect my

y "I wish I could help you out figlia mia, but we all have t

g her fingers. "Yes Mama, I know

are a strong woman Isabella and you have more strength in you than you think. Besides, Alessandro... he is

as she appreciated her mother's efforts to console her but in herself, she doubted if she could last

pared, standing and extending her hand. "

t sewn from silk mixed with lace, it glowed under the light. This was the type of attire that young girls fantasized about wearing

composed and nearly peaceful. Nonetheless, beneath that facade, she was struggling to contain her emotions. When Isabella took a dee

tood aside and pored over the young girl regre

he replied softly

aling anything. Already, he had on a well-fitting black suit, and as h

asked in a hoarse

ver, she was not sure when she would rea

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s with high-coloured windows of stained glass, casting colourful patterns through them. The chairs were filled by fami

door leading into the chapel. Emilio De Luca had an expression

g," he muttered with his eye

heard their whispers form a ripple as she stepped out. Still, she kept goin

rized by icy blue eyes that sent shockwaves down her body now as she walked up to him, he gazed into her eyes and she imagined that she saw perhaps a hint of... something inexplicable bene

ut out his hand while watching Isabella take it with a pause. His grip, though firm, had skin that felt warm against hers, although there w

ard a word that was said during this session because she already was in deep thought, filled with thousands of reasons why they

; to hold from now henceforth in good times and bad,

fixed as he replied in a

t Alessandro as your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward for better o

umped inside her chest. Looking at Alessandro whose face was inscrutable and then at her father who

ed like it was hardly a

nds saying, "I now confirm you husband and wife th

could see his eyes go dark before he even got any closer. This kiss wasn't really about love but rather a

s such fervour in his eyes that she felt her heart start beating faster

as no longer Isabella De Luca, but Isabella Rossi – and she had

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seemed hazy, like a weird dream she couldn't get out of. She simply went along with everything, receivin

waist. His lips curled into a smile while he engaged in small talks with the remaining families, but she perceived an elem

of some time alone away from the endless crowd of people. She found herself

her life was going to look like forever now that she was someone else's property? Was there any possib

iced his presence as she turned around and saw Alessandro standing several meters a

rself," he whispered in a very low

ir," she replied as she wen

much to bear. "Isabella, you are now my wife

ried along the understanding that she had l

e a softer look that lasted just briefly. "It might not have been your desire to get ma

gaze without wavering. "What

involved. "Be with me as my wife," h

cessed them. This was all Isabella had now - being attached to a stranger she

orarily, she would take on the facade. At the same time, she would look for an e