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Discarded Bride: Claimed By The Secret Boss

Chapter 3 Why don't you answer her call

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gowns and pulled out a sleek, ivory silk dress. Then, his large hand re

st, my cheeks burning with a volatile mix of rage and humiliation. "You don't have permission to t

terrifyingly blank. "Permission is irrelevant, principessa(princess)," he stated, his voice a dark, unyielding

bounced off his solid frame. He merely set the clothes on the edge of the mattress

to regain some semblance of control. The contract said outside the bedroom, he was my soldier

er," I ordered,

lence stretching until it felt dangerous. Then, he bent down. A flicker of triumph igni

his thick neck to keep from falling. He scooped up the heels with two fingers of his free hand and strode toward the

of the New York City Marriage Bureau, my heart hammered against my ribs. Before Damien could

veled, his aristocratic face pale with panic. "Bella!" he shouted, rushing toward me as I stepped ont

The sight of him no longer brought butterflies, only a sickening wave

tion making him reckless. He reached out, his

n. Damien moved with the lethal speed of a striking viper.

mmanded. The sheer, murderous intent in

" he choked out. Then, his gaze snapped back to Damien, confusion morphing

's mistress be calling my bodyguard? A col

with Falcone arrogance. "A common Soldier thinks

t belongs to a Falcone is destined for ashes," Damien said softly, the promise of violence vibr

aced a heavy, possessive hand on the small of my back, and g

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Discarded Bride: Claimed By The Secret Boss
Discarded Bride: Claimed By The Secret Boss
“Three hours ago, I was the revered Bianchi princess, standing at the altar in a million-dollar gown to seal New York's most powerful Mafia alliance. Instead, my fiancé Julian Falcone didn't show up, publicly slaughtering our sacred pact for a rising actress and turning me into the laughingstock of the underworld. In a drunken haze of humiliation, I used my silent, lethal bodyguard, Damien Moretti, to numb my pain. But the next morning, he didn't just walk away. He showed me a video of my willing surrender and cornered me. "Marry me. Become Mrs. Moretti." My own father froze my accounts, demanding I get on my knees to beg the cheating Falcone heir for forgiveness, or face a fifty-million-dollar penalty. I was stripped of my assets, betrayed by the man I loved for a decade, and sold out by my own blood. I had no choice but to agree to Damien's marriage of convenience to survive. But what terrified me most was my new husband himself. A mere bodyguard shouldn't carry an invitation-only Centurion black card. A mere bodyguard shouldn't be able to terrify a Mafia heir with a single, murderous look. Who on earth was Damien Moretti? With no money and my back against the wall, I was forced to join a reality show alongside my cheating ex and his mistress. They thought they could continue to humiliate the discarded bride on live television. But they didn't know I was walking into this warzone with a monster at my back.”
1 Chapter 1 Marry me2 Chapter 2 Get dressed3 Chapter 3 Why don't you answer her call 4 Chapter 4 What is the use 5 Chapter 5 Who let you in 6 Chapter 6 Don't touch me!7 Chapter 7 Humiliation8 Chapter 8 As you wish9 Chapter 9 Are you crazy 10 Chapter 10 Formal dismissal letter11 Chapter 11 Who did she sleep with 12 Chapter 12 Are you okay 13 Chapter 13 A coward who escaped from battle14 Chapter 14 I choose you15 Chapter 15 Can you dance 16 Chapter 16 An hour17 Chapter 17 It's your turn18 Chapter 18 Humiliating and intimate19 Chapter 19 Why me20 Chapter 20 You are delusional21 Chapter 2122 Chapter 2223 Chapter 2324 Chapter 2425 Chapter 2526 Chapter 2627 Chapter 2728 Chapter 2829 Chapter 2930 Chapter 30