The Mafia's Substitute Bride

re all over the place, capturing every moment and detail of the ceremony. The Riccis and the Morelli

ed next to Sofia, engrossed in his phone. Sofia was too nervous to glance ove

ardo's expression had quickly soured. Without a word to her, he got up from their table and began walking away, still spe

ared. Sofia was met with pity-filled glances from those around her. She sat there, her head lowered in embarrassment an

y etched on their faces as they dialed number after number, but it seemed like they were not getting

Leonardo had to attend to something urgent and won't be able to join us. However, I am here to take y

It was a rare experience for her, as most people had always treated her as if she was invisible or uni

ide alone in the car because her husband had left her to be on her own. Leonardo's mother helped Sofia settle in the back seat and instructed the dr

wedding day. As they pulled up to a massive mansion, the driver courteously stepped out to open the door for her. S

intment was visible on their faces. They greeted her and looked at her with their pitiful eyes. Sofia sighed in her hea

sculine decor - all cool greys and whites. In addition, she couldn't help but notice the large TV mounted on the wall in front of

ss made her cringe with discomfort. With a heavy heart, she made her way toward the spacious closet, only to be greeted by an overwhelming array of her husband's cloth

uff for herself. Thus, she dared not take a shirt from her husband's wardrobe as everything looked new and expensive. So, that night, she found hers

night. Blinking rapidly, Sofia's eyes gradually adjusted to the dimness. She fumbled around for the light switch and finally found

and his shirt was unbuttoned with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. As his eyes landed on Sofia lying on his bed, they darkened

bed, bloody whore?" he que

eached her ears. She was confused about why he wa

sing her to tremble uncontrollably with anxiety. She was fully aware of

lease forgive me,” Sofi

he bed, and Leonardo’s body pressed her petite frame, pinning

me go,'' Sofia be

. You want this, right? Is that why you are sleeping in my bed

s breath. It was clear he was drunk. Memories of her childhood flooded back, vivid

shut up and let me fuck you. Like a good slut you are, make me feel good,” he slurred as he forced himself on her and started kissing her neck. He

red to react. Although Leonardo attempted to be gentle and bring her pleasure, even in his intoxicated state, Sofia fel

o spill from Sofia's eyes. When she noticed that Leonardo had fallen into a deep slumber, she mustered her courage. Slowly, she rolled

with tears. She couldn't help but gaze at Leonardo, who la

's atmosphere was heavy with tension, and the silence was broken only by Sofia's r

eight of the trauma inflicted upon her on what should have been her wedding day

luck. She had always feared ending up with an ill fate like her mother, and now it felt like history was cruelly repea

strength depleted. Nevertheless, she remained on her k

r fate like this. Slowly curling into a ball, she closed her eyes, soft sobs l