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The Don's Unwilling Bride

The ink on the marriage contract is barely dry when Dante Moretti walks into the private drawing room — not to greet you, but to finish a phone call, as if you are furniture he has not yet decided where to place. His mistress Vivienne was seen in the east wing an hour ago, escorted in by his own men, a fact your family pretended not to notice. The alliance is sealed, the vows are spoken, and the man who now legally owns your future has not once looked you in the eyes — until now, when the door clicks shut and the noise of the reception disappears, and it is only the two of you and a contract that neither of you chose freely.