Mafia's Sinful Bride

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ought of what happened earlier. The kiss. It replayed in my mind which made it harder to focus. I felt hot an

s, stolen ju

act like it mattered. Like it was

eft me all hot and bothered. His blond hair rested messily against the pillow. His features looke

ng fine. Why wouldn't he be?

ure Alessio didn't remember, but it had meant everything to me. Back then, I'd

, I fel

orcing the memory to remain at the back

******

ched my arms, feeling the space beside me was empty. I sat up straigh

s," I m

water wash away the remaining frustration that clung to my skin. When I was done, I headed to the

My hands shuffled through the clothes and they all screamed luxury. I picked

RS FOR A DRESS??!

sly? What the hell

me into this marriage wasn't enough, he had to decide

this by forcing me into this marriage. But two can play this game. He w

e dress hugged my curves perfectly, the neckline dropping dangerously low. I matche

cided to go with a deep red lipstick which made my skin color pop out. I styled my hair in soft waves

y wrist, letting the masculine scent fill me. I was done and ready for Al

head snapped in my direction the moment they saw me approach. Their eyes widened and their

s who stood near the living room. "Where's Alessio

es fixed somewhere over my shoulder. "

them called out, his voice h

"It's Gabriella," I sn

. "I can't call you by you

s feet. "The Don said you'

yebrow. "And

orbidden," the guard mumbled,

going anyway. Are y

e feeing pale. "I...

what's he going to do if I g

s face getting pale. "I

s you love your job and I can't imagine how you'd feel if you get fired b

closed a few times,

eetly, patting his che

ked. Alessio's office was at the far end of the hall, and I could see a name clearly written above, "DON". I

a moment, leaning slightly into the door. I could hear muffled voices coming from the other side, I couldn'

scre

g, I pushed the