Marrying the Mafia's Daughter

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were only five minutes late. That douchebag was testing my patience, and that left me no choice but to take the

the boxes left by the previous

pointment on my calendar. While the bills kept piling, I had zero balance left on

o my bag and fis

pride couldn't pay the bills, and deep inside, I wanted to get

ber, and it pick

oo

spoke. "Does the half-milli

t began racing as I waited fo

response. God, I wishe

of demands I want you

, if you don't have demands." A

l telling you

. And I will forward them to my employer. Just s

d, I will do the best of my ability to be a wife." God, even t

details of the contract. A lawyer will meet you with the

staring at the scree

. I was nothing but those gold diggers I saw on social media. Maybe it was bad karma, judging pe

y pride wouldn't feed

rrived in my account, and I met the lawyer

right away because if I had been given another five seconds to think, I would have run out of the restaurant an

e months. Just as what is written in th

nt and dropped the pen. The two lawyers, Milus a

ay your rights to file a complaint when our client mistr

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tied my hair in a bun. I bought a pair of shoes because I couldn't go to my wedding day looking li

including the small blue velvet box. I had

not much of a crier. I thought life had taught me to be tough when my mother abando

ling my emotions, my chest finally gave up. I pulled

I had left the man alone to whom I now owed money? The fact that he was filthy rich, he co

a deep breath and pulled myself together b

n in his f

bag and unloc

ou might not show up." As gentlemanly

had thought about not a moment ago. "It's just twelve mont

, maybe realizing that I did not wear the dress his bos

ow you to trust you. I'm sure you don't give a crap ab

ut good people

averick

properly, Miss Bates." He ge

rtbeat against my chest as I

nodded at the other guy

. "Easy for you to say. You're not

y white teeth appeared as he smiled. Owen was a handsome, fi

e was wearing an earpiece like tho

after a couple is gett

d him inside the small chapel and sat on one o

about to ask Owen about my groom when someone took a

rom my left, offering me a beautiful bouq

Italian tailored suit. "No thanks. I'm sur

is suit, his voice, his scent, and the flower he chose, he

and the dress I picked for you."

ity. My stare hardened as I met the man in the eye- stone blue eyes staring b

h

iting for my reply, his stare was hard and f

ver