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I could have found out, but I’m suppressing the need to lean into the idea of this marriage until I absolutely have to. There’s no way out of it and I’ve made my peace with that. But that doesn’t mean I’m ready to let her take up even one inch of my headspace right now. As long as she fits seamlessly into my world without causing any turmoil or trouble. She’s a society heiress, which means she’ll probably be boring and compliant.
And that suits me perfectly. But Topher’s description sounds like trouble.
“What do you mean, she’s fucking crazy?” I ask, facing my brother.
Topher opens his mouth to reply but the entrance of Carlo D’Angelo cuts him short. We both turn to look at our elder brother. He raises an eyebrow at Topher’s presence before turning to me.
“We have a problem,” Carlo states, his voice crisp, straight to the point.
He’s all hard edges and jagged lines, always serious and loyal to a fault. The moment I knew Carlo would take a bullet was me was when he was the first to pledge his loyalty to me after I was named Don of our family. There was no complaint, no denials—my elder brother accepted our father’s decision no questions asked. If I’m being honest, almost everyone knew it would be me for a while, but I had also been expecting to fight for it. Carlo hadn’t.
“Which is?” I ask, fixing the cuffs of my suit jacket.
“Runaway bride,” Carlo replies. I can hear faint amusement in his voice.
I look up at him, my eyebrows raised in question. He can only be talking about one person. Two months ago, when I found out I was going to marry her, I had Carlo put some men on Daniella’s tail. They were to follow her at all times, inconspicuously, and report to me if she tried anything out of the ordinary.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“I’m saying, your wife-to-be is currently trying to escape on a plane to an island in Comoros. She’s planning to leave the country. With a fake identity.”
I curse softly while Topher laughs behind me.
“See? I told you she’s fucking crazy. Shit, Chris, I think I’ll stick around for a bit. This place just got a lot more interesting,” he drawls.
My jaw is clenched as I head out the door to my bedroom, hating just how complicated my life just became.
Was it too much to hope she would be boring and compliant?
CHAPTER3
Daniella
“That’s crazy, Dany. So, what, you have to get married to this dude?”
I make a face before dropping my phone on my bed and placing it on speaker.
“This dude is the head of a mafia organization. As in a crime syndicate, Sky. He has probably murdered people.” I shake my head. “What am I saying? Hehasmurdered people! This man is really infamous. He’s a murderer, a thug, a ruffian, an asshole—he’s basically the devil.”
Sky scoffs. “Don’t you think you’re being a little dramatic?”
“Sweetie,” I say, heading over to my dresser and grabbing some of my underwear, “I know I have a tendency to exaggerate, but Christian D’Angelo is the absolute last person I want anywhere near me. I’ve never even met the man and I’m terrified. And now I have to marry him?”
“Okay, okay, I get it. This whole thing is nuts.”
“Thank you,” I say to my best friend.
“But what choice do you really have?”
I smile. “It’s good that you asked that. Because I’ve got an amazing plan,” I announce with a flourish.
“Uh-oh, that doesnotsound good. What are you planning, Dany?”
“Nothing crazy,” I tell her. “I’m just going to sneak out of the country.”
“Sneak out of the country…” Sky takes a moment to process that. “Bitch, what the hell are you talking about?”
I head into my closet and grab some of my clothes. My packing has no organization, order, or system but I just need some of my shit while I bust out of here.
