The Mafia's Bride; His Temptation

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for like forever as if I didn't even exist. My heart clenched in my chest painfully, and fo

anni's hands on her waist tightened instead as if claiming her right in front of me. "Bianca!" I yelled again, feeling s

er lips. "Oh, Annalisa," her voice had this fake sweetness that infuriated me e

u doing here

I kept my eyes locked on hers. "You were behind all of it-the scandal, everything. Y

musement. "And if I did?" she replied, stepping down from Giov

em back. I wasn't going to cry in front of her. No, not this time. "How could you

ayal meant nothing. "You were never important, Annalisa. And now? Now

ice in pain but she didn't reply. She raised her

was standing by, his black eyes looking down on me with an indifferent expression. He didn't care. None of them cared. Bianca

aid in a very cold voice. "I

n. There was no use. Without anoth

**

ather stood tall in front of the podium, answering questions from the eager press. His face

ne last time, he might change his mind. Maybe if our eyes met, if he saw me, if I spoke to him, he would reconsider letting

two days yet the tears never solved anything. This was it. My life was over. My father had d

oward something-no, someone else. "If anyone should be blamed, then it should be me," It was

se as my heart skip

rs dared to move closer to him. His tall and commanding figure was imposing as he walked down the pathway until he stopped at the middle. Hi

as I recognized the man a few feets a

well known as the ruthless man who controlled more than half of Milan's unde

s from left and right. "What do you mean?" One of

ands into his pockets. "I was the

y eyes widened so much that I feared they might fall out of the sockets. I couldn'

t should be me," he repeated in a

hat he had just said. Why would someone like Cristiano-someone as powerful and da

ked over to me, they all flew out of my head. His piercing gray eyes w

ther wanted to step down from the podium but Cristiano raised his hands to

er, did you not? Any other affairs about her aren't your concern anymore." His

. I questioned him through my eyes but his response was a smirk. The corners of his lips turned up

ends until Giovanni betrayed, but that wasn't what mattered at that moment. What mattered was that he claimed me in front of everyo

ld even dare. I should've been furious, screaming at him for ruining my life in the first place,

why I was doing things so willingly, maybe it was because I was that desperate. He followed in, handing me a th

ighlighted. No love, no other men, he would control everything-my life and my care

dark smile. "You're mine now, Anna

do you

l break you

es. "And then, I'll put y