I immediately yanked my hand away from his grasp. “It’s not for you.‘”
Leonardo let out a soft scoff, as if he couldn’t be bothered to argue with me.
Blowing out a ring of smoke, he said, “You saw what happened in the garden just now. I know you love me. You can’t live without me. But I’ve already made things clear. I will marry you, but the one who will truly be acknowledged as the mistress of the family will be Dora. If anything, she’s the one making a sacrifice.
“In the future, it’ll be normal for me and Dora to sleep together. After all, she’ll be the one bearing my heir. She’ll even stay in our
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marital home from time to time. You should get used to it. I’m doing this for your own good.”
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I hated to admit that I had once loved such a shameless man. I had once been heartbroken over him. I had even lost my life
because of him.
I ignored him, but he grabbed me and threatened, “My brother will be here tonight. You’d better be careful. He’s not as gentle as I
- am. The Vittorio family holds this territory because he eliminates all obstacles. So don’t provoke him. You can’t afford the
consequences.
“And when you go inside, if the elders ask about the wedding, tell them it’s already been arranged. After the banquet, make sure
you apologize to Dora. She’s your sister, after all. You shouldn’t have made her fall off that horse. She still has to accompany me
tonight. If you don’t, I can still call off the wedding anytime before it happens.”
After saying his piece, Leonardo strode into the dining hall and took his seat. I calmed my emotions. Soon, he would find out who
I was truly marrying.
I entered the dining hall. Ivan hadn’t arrived yet, but the other elders were already seated. Deliberately avoiding Leonardo, I
chose a seat where I could leave space beside me for Ivan.
Leonardo frowned as he watched me sit down. Annoyed, he got up and moved to the seat next to me.
“You’re getting more and more difficult. I already saved you a seat, but you just had to sit here.”
I was just about to say that the seat was meant for his brother. At that moment, a tall figure appeared at the door.
Ivan walked in, dressed in a custom–tailored suit with his sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing intricate tattoos on his wrists. A
golden skull pendant hung around his neck. He exuded a dangerous presence.
