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Married to the Billionaire Mafia Don

Chapter 3 The Wedding

Word Count: 1244 | Released on: 07/04/2026

r end of the Martinelli family estate. Its ivory stone walls were kissed by creeping

e the world itself was holding its

ached to the elegant ivory gown she'd been dressed in. The dress, selected by one of Lorenzo's personal stylists, fit her

his voice carrying the same calm profes

more like a groomsman than an assistant.

owed, the

ll ever be," sh

The massive doors opened with a low creak, re

hom Ivy had not been introduced to. Yet she could feel their stares

e were no bridesmaids or flower girls. This was not a traditional wedding. It was bu

sion unreadable. He looked like something out of a fashion editorial: handsome, poised, and dist

ceremony began immediately. Latin prayers echoed beneath the high ceilings, the scent of ince

Ivy thought to herself. You're marrying

he vows, Lorenzo's voi

vy Giselle Wesley, to be my wife. To honor

or a breath bef

o Martinelli, to be my husband. To stand by you,

anged them. When he announced them husband and wife, Lorenzo leaned in

It felt more like the closing of a busine

ral where a marriage certificate lay waiting on a heavy mahogany desk. Lorenzo

. She took it and signed her name with

said as he collected the

h twisted into knots. She turned to

cool and unreadable.

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wedding photos. She was left to navigate her way to the formal sitting ro

udge

talian accent, motioning down a corridor lined with oil painti

smile. She stepped into the grand salon, an elegant room drenched in warm golds an

nter of the room, her silver-streaked hair pulled back

p as the wine that bore her family na

een gown that clashed intentionally with Brenda's understated cream ensemble, while Giulia twirl

he family," G

ing warmth into her voice.

es narrowed, studying Ivy as if she were

" Olivia asked, the words la

came alone. I don't have a

la murmured, lifting a c

weight of the past," Ivy said evenly,

"You're not intimidated easily. That'

throwing shade," Ivy replied, earning a quiet snort f

hind him. His eyes scanned the gathering and landed on Ivy,

word, Lorenzo,"

ack before following his mother into a side room.

miling sweetly. "Do you know how ma

reality show, I imagine

ef second, the tension cracked.

last," she

l enjoy the ride,"

out, her expression unreadable. Lorenzo

ivia announced for Ivy's benefit. "Let's see how

ung from vaulted ceilings. A long oak table stretched across the room, already set with gol

su, Olivia made several pointed remarks about loyalty, legacy, and the importance of kn

nd she was beginning to understa

Chapter End

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“"You're leaving," he said, Lorenzo softly. Ivy straightened her spine and raised her chin. "I am. I'm getting out of this place even if it means climbing over the front gates. I can't stay here anymore. I'm leaving!" "You can't," Lorenzo said flatly. "Not now." "Watch me," Ivy hissed, brushing past him. Lorenzo stepped in her way and grabbed her by the arms-not roughly, but firmly. "I mean it, Ivy. You can't leave," he said tightly. She struggled against his grip, her bag falling to the floor with a thud. "Let me go, Lorenzo! I don't belong here. This place is insane. Your family is insane!" "You belong to me," he said sharply, eyes burning into hers. "And it's my job to protect what's mine." "I don't want to be yours," Ivy cried. "I want to be free! I want to live!" Something shifted in Lorenzo's face. He looked at her then, not as an obligation, not as a pawn, but as a person. A frightened, strong, beautiful woman who had been caught in a storm she never asked for. And something in him cracked. Lorenzo reached down and cupped her face with both hands. Ivy flinched at first but didn't pull away. His thumbs wiped away the tears rolling down her cheeks. "I never wanted to hurt you," he said quietly. Her lower lip trembled. "Then let me go..." "I can't," he whispered. And then, without thinking, he leaned in and kissed her. *************** Ivy Wesley believed that marrying a wealthy stranger would be her golden escape from a life of struggle. Lorenzo Martinelli was supposed to be her way out: her fresh start, her answer to every prayer whispered in the dark. But the moment the mansion doors shut behind her, Ivy understood the truth. She hadn't stepped into a fairy tale. She had walked straight into the lion's den. The whispers about the Martinelli family's ties to the Mafia aren't just rumors; they're real, and now Ivy is bound to them by a ring on her finger and secrets she can never unlearn. There is no undoing this choice. No clean exit. Not after what she's seen. Not after what she knows. Surrounded by dangerous alliances, ruthless power plays, and truths sharp enough to draw blood, Ivy finds herself caught in a world where trust is a luxury and loyalty can be lethal. Yet in the middle of the chaos, something even more unexpected takes root: a love she never planned for, never prepared for, and may not survive. Now Ivy faces an impossible choice: run while she still can, or stand her ground beside the man who could destroy her as easily as he protects her. In a world where betrayal lurks behind every polished smile and devotion can cost a life, can their love endure... or will it be the very thing that brings everything crashing down?”