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The morning after our wedding, Harold departed overseas on business for the Bonannos.A week had gone by, and he was finally back, but an odd tightness settled in my chest. I sat on the bed, my fingers fiddling with the corner of the covers.The steady sound of the water running echoed from the bathroom.A few moments later, Harold stepped out of the shower, a towel slung low around his hips. The careless way it hung revealed the sharp contours of his V-cut abs, leaving him looking irresistibly attractive.He loomed over me, unable to hold back a chuckle as he noticed the blush creeping up my neck."Like what you see?" His voice was deep, almost a purr, laced with unmistakable allure.I was on the verge of speaking when Harold's lips captured mine. His tongue swept in with a bold intensity that left no room for refusal.In the next moment, he pressed me onto the bed, his lips moving from the corner of my lips to my jaw, then my collarbone, and lower still. He ripped open my nigh
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Tonight was the tenth anniversary of my relationship with Felix Valentino. This was supposed to be the night he'd finally propose.Instead, here I was, talking about marriage plans with his archenemy, Harold Bonanno, don of the Bonanno family."Sylvie, once you're my wife, your life will be all about me. Got it?"After I agreed, he began flooding my phone with texts, insisting on confirmation every few minutes. When I finally gave him the answer he wanted, he wasted no time in having his underboss send me a ten-page catalog of wedding gowns.Each dress was handpicked from the world's most elite designers, shimmering with diamonds worth a fortune."These were all custom-made in Pavlune, Miravella, Neoverta. Pick whichever catches your eye."When I didn't respond to Harold's text, he sent another."If these don't impress you, we'll go to Isperia's haute couture show in three days. You can choose your gown there."I silently scrolled through the photos of the wedding gowns. Finall
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After hanging up, I made my way down the mountain alone, returning to the home I shared with Felix.I decided to visit Felix's grandmother, Pauline Perella. She and Grandma had been part of the same ballet troupe, and their friendship had always transcended the boundaries of our families.When I was eight, I was diagnosed with a serious heart condition. The Valentino family ran the most prestigious private hospital in northern Clyravan, and my family sent me there to recover.Felix's parents, Don Marco Valentino and Madre Isabella Lucchetta, treated me as if I were their own, and Grandma Pauline herself was the one who taught me the family's traditions and values. She even suggested to others that I could someday be the Valentino family's future lady.But all of that ended tonight.Standing in front of her now, I dipped my head slightly and said softly, "Grandma Pauline, I have to go."Her gaze, warm yet heavy with sadness, lingered on me. "You've been through so much, Sylvie."
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"Are you jealous, by any chance?" Felix asked. "You've always been the one telling me to look out for Lilian, especially with her health being so fragile. Now that I'm doing exactly that, you're upset with me."When I didn't respond, his tone took on a self-righteous tone. "Don't be unreasonable, Sylvie. She's your best friend. Weren't you the one who asked me to be kind to her? And now you're upset because I stayed to make a wish with her?"I was exasperated. "How incredibly noble of you, Felix."He frowned, about to fire back when his phone buzzed again. He glanced at the screen, then looked up. "I'll be out of town for a few days on business. Take care of yourself while I'm gone."I gave a vague hum in response, secretly hoping he might just stay away for good.…Early the next morning, I slipped into an elegant gown and got ready to head to Valentino Estate to say my goodbyes.In the grand hall, the family elders were gathered around the long table, engrossed in discussion
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"It's nothing," I said. "Just some gossip I heard. Apparently, a guy went behind his girlfriend's back and secretly married her best friend. My friend said he's completely awful, and his poor girlfriend was totally blindsided."To my surprise, Felix reacted with unexpected intensity. "Why are you even talking about something so pointless? What if the guy didn't have a choice? What if it was some kind of fake marriage to fulfill a dying person's wish?"The self-righteous look on his face struck me as absurd. Even after more than a decade together, he remained a complete mystery to me.Felix started with his usual routine again. Pulling me into a hug, he kissed my forehead."What's going on with you lately, Sylvie? You've been so withdrawn. Don't let your imagination mess with what we've built. After all this time, how can you question how much I care about you? Once we figure out Lilian's situation, we'll get married, okay?"His hand slid under my collar, groping my bust. "Sweethea
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Felix quickly stepped forward, his gaze sharp and full of blame, as though everything unfolding before us was squarely on my shoulders."This is what Lilian deserves. I built this RV from the ground up, and now she's the one who gets to keep it!" I yelled.My words broke the last bit of control he was holding onto, and he struck me across the face.A thick, oppressive silence settled over us.The sting of his handprint seared into my skin. Tears blurred my vision as I pressed my palm to the throbbing ache. I stared at him, stunned, pain and grief twisting inside me like a knot of barbed wire."How could you hit me over her, Felix?" I asked, my voice trembling. "I'm the one who built this RV. What did she do? Or does playing the victim mean she gets to take whatever she wants?"Felix's face hardened as if he'd never expected me to challenge him like this."When did you turn into this, Sylvie? What happened to the kind person I used to know? You've got everything—money, status, fr
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It took Felix three days to figure out I'd vanished without a trace. He started calling like crazy, flooding my phone with messages. He even pulled strings with his mafia contacts to hunt me down across the globe.But by then, I was already done with the drama. I blocked his number and cut off every way he could reach me. If he cared so much about Lilian, why keep stringing me along?I sank into the plush cushions of the handcrafted Isperian couch, admiring the custom jewelry case Harold had made just for me. Inside lay the world's most priceless treasures—emeralds, rubies, sapphires, each worth a fortune and a testament to his devotion to me.A line of top-tier tailors stood quietly to the side, their expressions respectful as they revealed dozens of haute couture wedding gowns. Every design was tailor-made. Harold wanted to ensure I was utterly unique."Which one stands out to you?" Harold asked, his arm draped around my waist.I took my time, my eyes wandering over the lavish d
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Felix's face clouded over, his expression shifting from guilt to resentment in just a few heartbeats. His mouth twisted into a sneer as he deliberately undid his cuff, exposing the jet-black skull tattoo wrapped around his wrist."It doesn't matter—not even if you're married," he said as he slowly drew a pistol, his finger idly tapping against the barrel.His eyes darted past Harold as he added, "Sylvie, I'll take you by force if I must."A blank check was flung toward Harold."You ever heard of the Valentino family?" Felix asked. "Write in any number, take the money, and get lost before I make you. Cross me again, and I'll make sure no one ever finds your body."The air went dead still. I noticed Harold's soldati, lurking in the shadows, their hands tightening around the guns beneath their suits. The tension was heavy, like a storm about to erupt.Harold turned to Felix, his lips curling into a contemptuous smirk. "This is how you win back your lover, Felix? Pathetic."The word
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Harold stood tall in front of me, cutting off Felix's burning stare completely.But Felix was beside himself, unwilling to accept the truth. "Cut it out, Sylvie. Ten years we've been together. How can you just toss it all aside like it's nothing? Were all those promises just empty words?"I didn't have the energy to keep arguing. I pulled out my marriage certificate for him to see. "I'm not lying, Felix. I'm married to Harold," I said.Felix's face shifted from shock to devastation. "Why? Why?"Before he could take a step toward me, Harold raised his hand. His men moved in instantly, blocking Felix's way, their guns trained on him without hesitation."You're really asking Sylvie why?" Harold snapped.His expression hardened as he reached inside his suit jacket and flung a handful of photos at Felix.The pictures showed Lilian dressed in a white wedding gown, her smile dazzling. Felix stood beside her, the devoted knight now sworn to protect his new queen.The image cut deeper
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