The Mafia's Bride; His Temptation

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aring to be judged. Tomorrow, I would marry Giovanni Rossi, the man who controlled my father's business and soon, me. I couldn't complain because I

king like every other time. "Anna? It's me," the voice of my elde

my father's dark decisions. It was always me, all the time,

le as I stood up from the chai

hazel eyes whenever our eyes met was still there. She had a bottle of wine in one hand and two glasse

ecome Mrs Rossi?" She grinned, hint

nsure if my stomach coul

pouring into one of the cups. "Just one gl

I wasn't much of a drinker, but I didn't want to disappoint Bianca. The wedding preparations had been stressful for bo

anca toasted, clinking

at bad. The warmth of the liquid was more relaxing that I had expecte

be like?" Bianca suddenly asked, her v

k, unsure if she was referring

and then, I noticed that she had been swirling the win

ng I haven't really thought about." That was a lie. The thoughts of having a life with

n my way. He wanted to see you." Bianca said,

gaze and the second, because it suddenly felt like I was on fire. I thought something might've gon

t me?" My words started comin

ood to... see him before tomorrow." Bianca's eyes shined

best time to meet up with him." I wanted to wave the top

to. You need to get to know the man you're going to spend the rest of your life with."

properly. Giovanni and I had never shared a good conversation. And right no

ave to lead me, I can't s

ke, "Even better," but when I asked what she

e courage but I guess I shouldn't have, because as we neared

this. Let's go back." I turned b

grinned, and before I could protest she had opened the

he had gotten the key card from, as sh

was completely dark. We must've gotten the wrong room, I thought. But w

o an already burning fire. Maybe it was the influence of the wine or maybe not, but I was unable to control myself from not giving in. What use was waiting when we were going to ex

m to pull down the zipper at the back of my go