Semua Bab Substitute Bride To The Mafia Boss : Bab 1 - Bab 10

It rained on her burial, and it was fitting. At least, the heavens were mindful enough to mourn with them. I wasn't too happy with the arrangements, Dad had made it quiet. He made sure that nobody was aware of it. Just me, Michelle who was my childhood friend, and a couple of people from the club. The priest who'd officiated the ceremony looked sketchy, and I later found out that it was Casey who recommended him. Dahlia didn't deserve this. She didn't deserve a half-assed burial ceremony with only five people in attendance, she did too much good to be sent off like that. "I can't believe she's gone," Chandler mentioned, his dark eyes glassy. Casey shook her head, "She promised me a manicure this weekend, I should've done it for her instead." I didn't say anything until it was over, and even then I just retired to my room and stayed there throughout the rest of the day. The week dragged by, and each day was a reminder that she was truly gone and never returning. Sometimes, I woul

I watched in partial awe and shock as Giovanni stepped out of the vehicle, and then turned to offer me a hand. A wry smile curved my lips as I accepted his hand, dropping my left leg first and then my right.The moment my heels made contact with the hard floor, and I tried to move, it felt like the ground was slipping from underneath me and I wobbled weakly. These damn stilettos. I felt warmth around my waist, and he pulled me into his chest. For a moment, my heart stopped. My fingers involuntarily fisted the front of his chest, and I swallowed,"Easy there, love," He whispered, his dark eyes twinkling with something different, "We could trade the heels for something simpler." What the heck? Why was my heart racing like this? I wasn't thinking when I pushed him off, stumbling backward. He gave me a strange look, his brow arching suspiciously and I tried to smile but it was weak. He was still staring at me when someone walked out of the lavish building in front of them. The man wa

"So there I was, with two trucks full of cargo and a snitch running his mouth to the cops."Giovanni chuckled, shaking his head, "of course, I had to improvise." I forced another smile, "That was very bold of you, I could never imagine myself in that scenario," I said softly, my eyes briefly meeting his. That sounded almost like what Dahlia would say. So far, I've been nailing every impression of her and it almost surprised me how easy it came. They were done eating and now, I was just listening to him. I laughed when appropriate and spoke when needed, but I still couldn't get the image of what I'd seen out of my head. Giovanni hadn't noticed her uneasiness, he seemed relaxed. As if he's genuinely enjoying my company. I wondered what he would say if he knew who I really was. "Are you alright?" He asked suddenly, and I snapped out of my thoughts. "Yes," I responded, weakly smiling, "I would just like to move around a little." He leaned back, studying me for a moment, before nod

"Hello, bitch!" The frenzy grin on her face was off putting but I didn't move from my spot, "I'm here to do some damage control." I groaned, slapping a hand over my face when she flicked on the switch, bright lights instantly flooding into the room. "Michelle.""You look way worse than he described," She pulled the sheets away from my body, and I shivered at the cold wind, "Get up!""No," I whined, reaching for the covers but she smacked the back of my hand, "Michelle!"I snapped an eye open, watching the way she walked around the room, the heels of her shoes echoing in the silence."Get your freaking ass out of that bed, Daisy," She kicked open the bathroom door, and turned towards me with her arms propped on her hips,"We have somewhere to go." I frowned but weakly pushed myself up to a sitting position,"What the hell are you talking about?" If there was anything that added a bad combination to my splitting headache, then it was Michelle's overenthusiastic and high-pitched voice

"Can I kiss you?"Yes.I almost opened my mouth to respond when I heard a shrill scream from a distance. I whipped my head to see Michelle clambering towards us, her eyes wide with frenzy,"Daisssssy!" She drawled, almost stumbling to the ground but caught herself, before running again. I barely managed to catch her, a grunt leaving my mouth as a result of her weight. She leaned back to stare at me and I caught the unusual sparkle in her eyes."We have to go!" The stench of alcohol and something spicy hit me, and my nose scrunched in distaste, "Your dad has been calling me like crazy. He wants you back home."Oh, come on! Not now. "Have you been drinking?" I asked but she just giggled, her legs swaying this way and that. She was no use, I realized and snatched her purse from her. She whined about it but I ignored her, pulling out the device,True enough, Dad had called her. As many as twenty times with three texts asking us to return urgently. I frowned in displeasure, and checked