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I knew it was too good to be true. This is my own fault. I should have contacted him sooner. I thought my plan would be good enough.
“Scarlett!” my uncle bangs on the door. “It’s time. Get your ass out here. Now.”
“No, no, no.” I shake my head. “Alistair, where are you?”
“Now! Don’t make me come in there.”
It’s over. My life ends today. There's nothing I can do now, even if Alistair comes. It’s too late.
Swallowing the ball of dread in my throat, I slowly walk toward the door and open it. My uncle stands there, scowling down at me. “Come on.” He grabs my arm. “The sooner we get you down that aisle, the sooner I can be rid of the responsibility of you.”
I go grudgingly, really wishing I had something to stab this fucker with. Tobin is a waste of space, a dirty crook. I know I could have had it worse with him, but it doesn’t change the fact he’s a bad man.
We stop by the big wooden doors. “Flip your veil over,” he barks, and I rush to pull it over my face.
Nausea rolls in my stomach as I hear the music start up, and the door slowly opens.
This is it. This is the moment I sign my life away.
I cast my eyes to the ground, not able to look at anyone around me. I don’t even know any of these people.
With each step, I feel like I’m going to be sick. I take deep breaths, one after the other, trying to keep myself from passing out.
Don’t cry, Scarlett. Don’t let them see you as weak. They’ll eat you alive.
We stop when I’m right next to my new husband. Looking down, the only thing I can see is his expensive dress shoes. My ears are ringing, and I can’t make out what the priest is saying as my uncle lets go of me, answering his questions before leaving to take a seat.
The whole time, I stand there with my eyes down-cast and my head bowed, only speaking when it’s my turn. My husband isn’t very vocal either, only grunting his responses and not speaking. Even better, I'm marrying a neanderthal who doesn’t speak.
If I open my eyes and look up this will be real. At least this way I can pretend it’s not really happening.
And then it’s time to lift the veil, kiss my new husband, and sign away my life.
Slowly, I close my eyes as I lift my head. I keep them closed until I feel the veil being removed from my face. With every ounce of my strength I have left at this moment, I blink my eyes open.
The man who's standing there, my new husband, is sinfully handsome. Dark hair, sharp jaw, and eyes that promise they can bring the world to their knees.
I whisper so low, my mind, body, and fucking soul in complete shock right now. “Emerson?” He looks just as surprised as me but he’s quicker to cover his expression with smug indifference.
My gaze snaps out to the sea of people, searching for one man. I find him standing at the back, leaning against the wall, one leg propped up, arms crossed, and a very pleased grin stretched across his lips.
He’s here. But he didn’t save me because… because my new husband is his lover. What in the ever-loving fuck is going on right now?
They’re mafia? Worse than that, Emerson is the Rossi mafia heir?
Holy fuck! I’m pregnant with a mafia baby.
A large, warm hand cups my face and Emerson brings my attention back to him. Emerson leans in close, bringing his mouth to my ear. “Do not make a scene. Kiss me, sign the papers, and we will talk about this after.” His voice is low, and gruff, and it sends a shiver down my spine when I remember all the dirty things he said with that mouth.
He doesn’t even pull his face away from me before his lips press against mine. They’re hard, and demanding, and as the whole room breaks out in applause, I whimper into the kiss. Because holy shit, I just got married to Emerson Rossi.
CHAPTER 10
TWENTY MINUTES EARLIER
ALISTAIR
Do I feel bad that I told Scarlett I was on my way to rescue her from her future husband and instead I’m just standing here, helping Emerson straighten his tie before he gets in front of a room full of people to marry his new bride?
