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A Slave To The Mafia King

A Slave To The Mafia King

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Chapter 1 Bride Of Valerian D'Amato

Word Count: 1121    |    Released on: 02/08/2024

he floor. The tray she had been holding slipped from her grasp, and the del

her up by her hair. "Bitch! You've damaged my dress. Didn't I tell you to iron it p

t, but instead, they met the shards of the broken

morning?" Rowan muttered as he took a sea

She had hoped that he would at least look at her wounded

d get changed. I have something important to tell you," Rowan

th to stand up when Cara t

!" Rowan stated and gest

s her 22nd birthday, but her stepbrother didn't even remember it. Ever since her fa

gh her stepbrother always loved her. But she was wrong. She had become worse than a slave in

and then, bandaged her hand. She then quickly changed into another pair o

in the file. She wondered if they were the inheritance papers of their la

as she would also get some of the inheritance. She had planne

d others pla

o get married today,

s. Her brother must be joking to her. "N

d to his stepsister. Pulling her up by holding her arm firmly, he said, "I don't want a burden like you i

ed her for their parents demise because she didn't die in that car

me go?" Liliana fin

," Rowan stated with a hateful gaze. He let go

nd dragged her out of the house. She was shoved into t

ed into the backseat. Rowan put a seatbelt around her and said, "Sister, why don't you stay quiet?

beside her and the car d

ts helped her in dressing up. There was no way she could e

ruin if you cry again,"

e handkerchief. The makeup artist did the fin

iful, Miss Ever

she would be married off to a man she had never met. Her stepbrother had forc

ed beneath a delicate veil. She gripped the bouquet tightly, her knuck

t. As she neared the altar, Liliana finally lifted her

uld only see his back, his ide

t. She came to an abrupt halt, causing Rowan, her stepbrother, to stop as w

s face all too well. He was as handsome as a Greek god, his chiseled features and athletic build capable of drawing any woman to

tasies or fairy-tale endings. He was the most

ed with blood, and who thought nothing of ending a life. Kindness and love were foreign c

own her spine. She realized that her life was about to change in ways she cou

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