The Don's Runaway bride

OV (Pres

hey saw me, but they didn't say a word. Seeing Pietro's supposed bride in her wedding dress

the entrance door. He frowned briefly. But I didn't give a hoot. It's actually my wedding da

ld change his fucking mind. It was either that or I'll go ahead

lo called with such familiarity that you

d just a few minutes of his time. I won't be long. I promi

do you think you're doing here?" He asked

I just need to speak to Pietro, please." He stared at me briefl

a step. I'll see if I

plied as he walke

se. I waited for a while, maybe a minute or two. But I waited. When I didn'

rs on each side. I moved down the passage, checking each room, one room

hey offer me an answer when I aske

containing a few of my clothes and fake passports. All I needed to do was get this discussi

s out of the question and I must say "over my dead body". I was very certa

en by the time he would be done

and another door that led to a well-lit-room.

. I had just pulled the door handle when I heard loud

to Giancarlo. He was dressed in an ash-colored suit that did so much justice to his hot

"Hello, Tesorina." He called and started walking to

t someone. But my legs were very fast. My ticket out of this goddamn city was parked at a

rds. And just as I stepped behind the wheels of my

nd zoomed off. Unfortunately, one of

ddam