The Ugly Substitute Bride of the Mafia King

Chapter 3 He's going to kill me.

Word Count: 667 | Released on: 18/03/2026

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en Moretti, my lungs burning as I forgot how to breathe. The bleeding stranger f

a fraud, and now, he

with blatant distaste. This had to be Luca "The Viper" Mendoza, Damien's Consigliere. Luca's gaze lingered on the

to mine. There was a strange, terrifying hunger in his gaze-a greedy, consuming fire that stripped me bare. H

sed fingertips brushed against my cheek, tracing the very edge of my fake scar. The touch was agonizin

y lie. He didn't m

ice a low, emotionless verdict that sealed my fate. "Luca, inf

nd. He looked from me to his Don, opening his mouth as if to protest, but

his head. "

doing this? It wasn't mercy. The possessive darkness in

was paraded into the Grand

t a golden glow over the sea of New York's most dangerous elites. The air was thick with

the towering man at my side. Her voice dripped with sickening sweetness

ng to look at her. Instead,

expected a deformed, cruel beast to drag me into the shadows. But looking at Damien-young, breathtakingly han

a twisted, ugly mask of profound regret and venomous jealousy. Her eyes darted from Damien's broad sh

ine, it was lethal. It was a silent, sc

n me to the wolves, and now they were furious that the wolf was a king. I wa

ounded by women dripping in haute couture and diamonds, the plain, understated da

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The Ugly Substitute Bride of the Mafia King

Finn Mercer Mafia

“My adoptive family, the Castillos, treated their biological children like royalty, but used me as a disposable pawn. To secure a mafia alliance, they forced me to take my beautiful sister's place and marry Don Damien Moretti, a man rumored to be a ruthless, bloodthirsty monster. They thought they were sending me to my execution. At our engagement banquet, my mother and sister deliberately gifted me a cheap, counterfeit gown to humiliate me in front of New York's elite. When I publicly exposed their lie, my father demanded I apologize. My mother even raised her hand to slap me in front of everyone. "You are a vicious curse! You ruin everything!" They eagerly waited for the Don to execute me on the spot for embarrassing them. I had spent years secretly saving their company from bankruptcy and supplying the underground experimental drugs that kept my brother's mafia career alive. Yet, they threw me to the wolves without a second thought, disgusted by my very existence. But they didn't know that just an hour before the banquet, I had saved a bleeding, masked stranger in a dark alley-who turned out to be Damien Moretti himself.”