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9.You may kiss your bride
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BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 10.Glares
--Cassie--I couldn’t believe what had just happened. My lips still tingled, the sensation foreign and unfamiliar, while around us, people were applauding, their smiles bright and eyes full of excitement. Some, however, looked less pleased, casting sharp glances our way, their discontent thinly veiled. But it was the words of the priest that echoed in my ears, sending a shiver through me: "I now present to you, Mr. and Mrs. De Luca."The reality of it all crashed over me like a wave. This was my first kiss—stolen without my consent, in front of all these people, at a ceremony I could barely believe I was part of. I hadn’t chosen this, not really. The kiss felt like the symbolic surrender of my innocence, something precious that I had always imagined saving for someone I truly loved. Yet here I was, and the one thing I was certain of in that moment was that I wouldn’t be giving him any more than what was already taken. Not willingly, at least."Cassie." A voice called my name, snapping
Last Updated : 2024-11-09BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 11.See him in Italy
--Cassie--As I stepped into the reception, I was struck by the grandeur of the place. The decor was breathtakingly elegant, every detail meticulously crafted, as if they had spared no expense. I couldn’t help but feel a flicker of satisfaction."Look at your husband," Hailey teased, her voice a bit too loud, causing several heads to turn our way. Embarrassed, I tried to shush her, but her words made me blush nonetheless. I cast a glance at Alessandro—my new husband. He was standing across the room, speaking with a few guests, his demeanor as composed and distant as ever.Suddenly, an elderly man began to approach, his gentle smile and warm eyes catching my attention. He looked distinguished, carrying himself with the sort of confidence that came from years of experience. Dad appeared beside him, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder as we exchanged glances."My dear Cassie," the man greeted, his voice soft yet resonant. Dad gave a small nod and said, "Cassie, this is Alessandro’s
Last Updated : 2024-11-10BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 12.Pregnant?
--Cassie--“Cassie, Cassie,” a voice called my name, gentle but insistent, pulling me from a foggy haze. Slowly, I opened my eyes, blinking at the bright lights around me. As my vision cleared, I saw familiar faces gathered close—Aunty Sophia, my dad, and my friends, Hailey and Michelle. Relief washed over their expressions as they saw me stir.“Oh, she’s awake!” one of them exclaimed, smiling.I looked around, taking in the room. We were still in the grand reception hall, its opulence now dimmed by my disoriented state. Everything felt surreal, like waking from a strange dream. “What…what happened?” I asked, my voice coming out in a whisper as I tried to focus on their faces.“You fainted,” someone said softly, but the murmurs and hushed voices around us made it difficult to pinpoint who. I noticed the way people looked at me with a mixture of concern and curiosity, their eyes heavy with questions."I bet she’s pregnant, that’s why she fainted," someone whispered from a distance, tho
Last Updated : 2024-11-11BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 13.Goodbye
--Cassie--It was time to say goodbye. My bags were packed, and I was ready to leave. I had tried everything to contact Alessandro, but every attempt failed. His phone wouldn’t connect, and the pilots were already waiting at the airport. I was running late—an hour behind schedule, with eyes swollen and red from crying. I didn’t want to talk to anyone. I could hear Dad and Aunt Sophia talking softly, their voices barely reaching me as I stood by the door."I don’t want to speak to you, Dad. You lied to me that you did not know that I had to go stay in Italy but you did," I choked out, my voice filled with betrayal. "I asked if you knew, and you lied." With that, I walked out of the house, my two best friends beside me, helping me carry my luggage.I paused for a moment, taking one last look at the house where I’d grown up. Memories of my childhood flooded back—the laughter, the joy, the moments with my mother. My mother… I could still feel her presence in the walls, in the air.I hurri
Last Updated : 2024-11-12BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 14.Italy
--Cassie--“We will be landing in twenty minutes,” the pilot announced through the speakers, his voice steady and calm, but it only heightened my nerves. I took a deep breath, trying to settle the thoughts whirling inside me. This new reality, the weight of it, was beginning to sink in as we neared Italy.Stephanie, the flight attendant who had stayed by my side throughout the flight, gave me a warm smile. She’d done everything to make me comfortable, offering snacks, pillows, and even sharing stories about her own life. Despite her kindness, I hadn’t told her much about my own situation. Even though she seemed genuine, I kept the truth of my predicament close to my chest. But her sincere, gentle approach made me feel like I could trust her, and that comfort was something I’d desperately needed today.“Are you feeling okay?” she asked softly, sitting down beside me. “Landing can be a bit intense, especially after a long journey.”I smiled back, though it felt a bit fragile. “Yes, I’m
Last Updated : 2024-11-13BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 15.Kidnapped?
--Cassie--We had been driving for over two hours, and an uneasy feeling was building in my chest. I shifted uncomfortably and finally leaned forward."Mr. Blake?" I called out to him, my voice catching slightly.“Yes, ma’am?” he replied, glancing at me through the rearview mirror. His expression was steady, as if he already knew the question I was about to ask.“Where exactly are we going?” I asked, looking out the window. All I could see were endless rows of trees, stretching as far as I could make out.“We’re on our way to Mr. DeLuca’s estate, ma’am,” he answered, his tone serious and calm.“Are you sure?” I pressed, glancing at the trees around us, my nerves on edge. “It’s been hours, and we’re just surrounded by trees.” A sliver of doubt crept in—what if these people weren’t from Alessandro? What if they’d been lying to me all along?A pang of panic started to rise. My thoughts ran wild with every possible scenario, my heart pounding faster. I glanced at the cars behind us, part
Last Updated : 2024-11-14BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 16.Home?
--Cassie--My luggage was carried out of the car, and I watched as an older woman approached me with a warm smile.“Welcome, Mrs. De Luca,” she said graciously, her voice steady and soothing. I smiled politely, my eyes darting around to take in the scene. The place was breathtaking, almost unreal. Every corner radiated wealth, luxury, and elegance. How could anyone be this rich?“Mrs. De Luca,” Blake’s voice brought me back to reality. “Emily here will take care of you and ensure you have everything you need.”“Hello, dear,” Emily greeted me warmly, stepping forward. “I’m Emily, and I’m here to assist you with anything you require.”Before I could respond, a group of maids hurried out of the mansion toward us. Emily gave them a quick look, and they stopped in their tracks as if silently instructed. Then, turning back to me with the same kind smile, she said, “Let’s head inside, shall we?”Blake nodded briefly. “Mrs. De Luca, see you around,” he said before disappearing back into the c
Last Updated : 2024-11-15BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 17.Athena?
--Cassie--“Open the door,” came a soft knock and a voice from outside.I stirred awake, blinking against the golden rays of sunlight streaming into the room. The warmth of the morning was comforting, but the voice tugged me back to reality.Dragging myself out of bed, I padded over to the door and opened it to find Aunt Emily standing there with her ever-kind expression.“Mrs. De Luca,” she greeted, her tone polite but concerned.“Please, just call me Cassie,” I said quickly, the title feeling too foreign, too heavy.She hesitated, then nodded with a small smile. “I wanted to check on you. It’s past noon, and I hadn’t heard anything from you.”Noon? My heart skipped a beat. I hadn’t realized I’d slept so long. “I’m good, really. I’ll be downstairs soon,” I assured her, attempting a smile of my own.Her shoulders relaxed, and a look of relief crossed her face. For a moment, I wondered if she thought I’d tried to escape or worse.“Alright, Cassie,” she said softly, her smile warmer now
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BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 55. Escorts
--Cassie--Yesterday had been an exhausting day for all of us. The events, the tension, and the overwhelming social games had drained every ounce of energy I had. I thought the day’s drama was behind us, but I was wrong.Yesterday as we were seated at the table when Lalia returned, her eyes still red from earlier. Shortly after, five young women approached her. They moved with practiced ease, their perfectly styled appearances giving them an air of confidence that Lalia clearly lacked.It didn’t take long for their intentions to become clear. Alessandro leaned over and whispered, “They’re here to hook up with wealthy men. Happens at events like these—through the connections of a certain powerful woman.”I looked at him, stunned. “You’re saying they’re...?”He nodded subtly, confirming my suspicion. “Escorts. High-end, expensive ones. It’s normal at these types of galas. Lalia must be new to this. Look at her—she doesn’t even know what she’s gotten herself into.”My heart sank as I tur
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--Cassie--“We will now begin the auctioning of the goods,” Lorenzo’s voice boomed, his tone infused with grandeur.From behind the velvet curtain, a sleek, elegant drawer was wheeled onto the stage, drawing the crowd’s attention. Atop it sat a stunning pair of antique clocks, their polished gold frames gleaming under the spotlight. The intricate patterns on the surface and the subtle chime that echoed in the silence gave them an otherworldly aura.“This pair of clocks here,” Lorenzo continued with dramatic flair, “is known as the Clock of Money. Legend has it that every tick blesses your business with abundance—every second, every moment.”I blinked, startled. My first instinct was to scoff. How could anyone believe something so ridiculous? A clock that brings wealth? It sounded like one of those myths that people desperately clung to for comfort.Alessandro must have noticed the incredulous look on my face because he leaned closer, his voice low and amused. “It’s not true, of course
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 59.Classes
--Cassie--The room was breathtakingly glamorous. The chandeliers, massive and intricately designed, hung high above, casting a golden glow that shimmered off every polished surface. The atmosphere was opulent, almost surreal, as though I had stepped into a world reserved for the elite.As we made our way further inside, the stares continued. Alessandro, however, seemed completely unfazed. He moved with a natural confidence, exuding an air of authority that made it clear he belonged here. He looked like the man of the hour, and judging by the way people murmured and whispered, he was enjoying every second of it."Oh, she’s so young," I heard someone mutter nearby."Look at those curves—and that face. She probably went under the knife."The words stung, but instead of ignoring them, I turned and met the speaker’s gaze directly. She froze, her expression shifting from smug confidence to startled surprise. I held her gaze for a moment longer, making it clear I had heard her, then turned
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 58.The gala
“You look beautiful.”Those were the first words I heard as I stepped onto the staircase, and they immediately wrapped around me like a warm embrace.I felt a blush rise to my cheeks, my lips curling into an involuntary smile. The happiness blooming inside me was impossible to contain.Alessandro stood at the bottom of the stairs, dressed impeccably in a sleek tuxedo. His hair was neatly gelled back, and the way he looked at me, like I was the only person in the world, made my heart race."I knew this was the best dress for you, and I was right," he said with a satisfied grin.His words made me feel lighter, like I could float down the stairs instead of walking. I reached out, and he took my hand, his touch grounding me in a way that felt both reassuring and thrilling.As we descended together, I caught the girls staring at us, their expressions a mix of admiration and envy. Their gazes lingered on my dress, and I noticed how stunning they looked as well, their own gowns sparkling und
