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The Mafia's Bride; His Temptation

Chapter 3 It had been a set up

Word Count: 1288    |    Released on: 22/10/2024

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es by resting, but all he always had on his mind was money and power. And my mum? She was standing at a corner in the

in his eyes. "You have disgraced this family." His voice was unusua

apped. "You foolish decisions has ruined my chance of getting an investment from Giovanni!" Of course, that was all

as taken aback the sam

turn, cutting her off before s

chest and tears spilled out of my eyes uncontrollably as I struggled to understand why my father would do such to me. Disowning me would not only cut my ties with my family, it would

ut as the tears made me lose my voice.

fury. "You made mockery of this family. Your scandal is all over the news! Do you think people care whether

it. I knew my father was strict, but never in a million years did the

the

was no use begging anymore. I stood up, wiping the tears off my face but they wouldn't stop falling. My eyes met with my mother who was still st

was when I was midway running through the hallway, I felt a hand pul

g, Annalisa." she apologized, but I

me sense into him!" For the first time in this house, I spoke for myself. She was taken aback by my sud

o, I didn't even have any friends. My small stature made me the target of bullies, especially in the entertainment indust

ing I should deal with one disaster at a time. Now, with my family disowning me, I feared th

call, holding the phone to my ear as I

all morning." His voice was unusually tense as

d as I failed to create an excuse. What

. "I've received calls from all the producers you've been worki

ully understanding what he

o be associated with it. They think it co

appening... Please,

l, maybe I was fragile. "I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do. I

rt ways? Are you-are

n need to answer my question sinc

l. It's just... business. With everything going on,

ng I had built, everything I had worked for was slipping away, crumbling before my eyes. "You can't do this..." I

s time. "I'm sorry, Annalisa. I truly am. But you're not good

Perhaps he would understand if I explained that I was the victim here, and not the one at fault. Perhaps he could stop the press conference, stop m

if he didn't believe me? What if he turned me away just like my father had? No, I had to at least try

. Bianca was there with him. Her legs were wrapped around his waist

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