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CHAPTER 128

Author: Lin Daniels
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Something about Mattia is nagging at me. I don't know if it's the smug way he looked at me when he emerged from that bathroom or if it's just my sixth sense going into overdrive.

And I hate Raquel with a passion. She nearly killed Dario, so that makes her a murderer as much as me. But what the fuck was she thinking sleeping with her fake fiancée's uncle? That's just plain sleazy.

And here I thought she was miss prim and proper, but she's just another ho disguised in designer wear and diamonds.

And they call me the dirt under their shoes?

But this is my wedding night. Although unplanned, I snagged the most eligible bachelor in the city, and I'm not going to let dirty uncles and debutants stand in the way of enjoying the most delicious thing that's ever been on my plate.

The waves outside our bedroom crash against rocks in a harmonic melody, perfect for the mood inside the candle lit room.

"Mmm." Alessandro traces a finger down my lace clad arm. "How do I get this thing off withou
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