My Groom Made Me Ride a Scooter to Our Wedding, So I Married a Mafia Don

Inside the car, I wiped the dust off my face with a wet wipe and changed into the black velvet

Ethan’s face turned pale. He shoved Maddox’s men aside and grabbed my wrist, his eyes bloodshot. “Sophia! What the hell

Ethan grabbed my arm instantly, staring at Maddox with disgust. “Who the hell are you?! Where’d you find this cheap

“Wow, what sewer did you roll around in? How could you ride a scooter in that torn dress? Have you

“Your word is law, Princess! But… do we really have to ride electric scooters? Is this some kind of tactical

A moment later, Cynthia uploaded a photo of herself and Ethan in the back seat of the Cullinan. In the

There was only an hour left before the ceremony. If Ethan’s arrangements went wrong, I would miss my own wedding.