MARRIED AS A REPLACEMENT BRIDE

MARRIED AS A REPLACEMENT BRIDE

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Introduction

As the alcohol burned against my skin, I gritted my teeth,Nicolas’ voice broke the silence. “Don’t you think this girl is keeping you on edge?”

I didn’t look up. “My wife is none of your concern. You made the arrangements; I married her. It’s no longer in your court.”

“You married the wrong one!” Nicolas snapped, his voice rising. “That was not the arrangement.”

The clink of the bullet hitting the metal tray echoed in the room. Silvio flexed his now-treated shoulder before standing.

“The agreement was that I marry Moretti. I married a Moretti,” I said evenly, my voice calm but firm.

“And you gave out fifty million dollars for what exactly?” Nicolas barked.

I stepped closer, his movements deliberate, his gaze unwavering. “I do not answer to you, Nicolas. And last I checked, you don’t control my finances. Stay out of my way.”


Martina Moretti steps into her sister’s place, determined to play the role of a loving, overprotective sibling in a marriage where her survival is anything but guaranteed. But what happens when he takes a particular liking to her fire?

Silvio Argento, the formidable don of the Argento mafia, faces relentless attacks—most orchestrated by his own uncle, a man willing to kill to seize control.

As Martina and Silvio navigate a world of betrayal and bloodshed, buried family secrets unravel, new enemies rise, and their newfound love is pushed to its limits.

Will they withstand the storm, or will they be torn apart?

Chapter 1

Martina's POV

The soft rustle of the wind outside was the only sound in the room. The morning sun streamed through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the floor. I stood beside the window, my back straight, my face tilted slightly away. The delicate lace of the veil draped over my head felt suffocating, but I didn't move.

The heavy door yawned open; his footsteps firm, echoed across the marble floor. I didn't turn, didn't flinch.

"There you are, you little brat!" My father's voice boomed, a furious threat. "Get your ass to the altar and marry Silvio Argento. Serafina Moretti, you're getting married today, whether dead or alive!"

I felt his eyes burning into the back of my head, waiting for a response, waiting for me—no, waiting for her—to crumble. But I said nothing. My breathing was even; my gaze was fixed on the horizon beyond the window.

He wouldn’t realize it wasn’t Serafina. He couldn't. As long as I didn’t move or speak, he wouldn’t know that I, Martina, stood in her place. My heart raced, but I forced calm into my body. Serafina had to have more time.

The minutes ticked by, and the seconds dragged on in silence between us. It was only after what felt like an eternity that I heard his frustrated huff. His footsteps receded, the door slamming shut behind him.

It wasn't until then that I exhaled, my hands shaking slightly as I turned away from the window. I glanced around the empty room, feeling the weight of the secret I carried. This wasn't how today was supposed to go.

The grand church loomed ahead, the pointed spires like the shadows that they cast from the busy people out front. I made my way down the aisle as murmur after murmur announced my presence to the growing guests. Lavish decorations, scents of flowers, the flicker of candlelight oppressed me.

Standing at the altar, I could feel hundreds of eyes upon me, waiting, watching. The veil concealed most of my face.

Thick tension filled the church. Every passing second without Silvio's arrival seemed to deepen it. My fingers, hidden by the veil, whitened as I closed my grip on the bouquet. I could feel the weight of the silence, the growing whispers of the guests seated in the pews.

Suddenly, a shrill ring pierced the air. The tension was cut as all heads turned to Mr. Nicolas, Silvio's uncle, as he stepped aside to answer the call. His face darkened as he listened, his brow furrowing deeper with each passing moment. After a brief exchange, he ended the call, his lips pressed into a grim line.

He turned to the altar, approaching the Reverend Father with measured steps. He leaned in slightly, speaking in a low, somber tone, but his words carried through the quiet church. "Apologies, Father, but I'm afraid my nephew, Silvio Argento, was involved in an accident. Can we just pray for his safety?"

The audience unified in their collective gasp, while my heartbeat threatened to launch into orbit even as I strove to compose myself. The Reverend nodded grave faced with concern etched on every feature as his clasped hands prepared to take the church through prayers.

Before he could utter a word, my father stormed up to Mr. Nicolas, his face masked in barely-contained rage, the voice low and dangerous, but audible for those closest to the altar. "This is unacceptable, Nicolas. What about our deal?"

Mr. Nicolas turned to face my father, his face calm, almost smug. "Don't worry," he said in his smooth, unshaken voice. "Our deal is still on."

The exchange was brief, but it was enough to provoke a new wave of whispers amongst the guests. The murmurs grew louder, spreading like wildfire through the pews.

"I heard every woman who spends a night with Silvio ends up dead," a woman whispered to her neighbor, a mix of fear and intrigue in her voice.

"Isn't it strange?" another guest whispered, leaning in closer to the person next to them. "Accidents seem to follow him like a shadow."

"Maybe this is just his karma," a man speculated, shaking his head. "It's said he has more enemies than friends." Speculation hummed in the air.

Mr. Nicolas cleared his throat, demanding the attention of the restive guests. He adjusted his tie, stepping forward with an air of authority. "As a matter of fact," he announced, his voice steady, "I will step in to marry your—"

The heavy doors at the back of the church creaked open, and every head turned. Silvio Argento stood in the doorway, his presence immediately commanding the room. The church was filled with gasps as all who were in attendance took in his disheveled appearance: torn suit in places, his face and hands smeared with blood. He didn't seem to care one whit. One hand reached up to wipe at the blood on his face, smearing it further, while the other remained clenched at his side.

"Sorry I was late," Silvio said, his voice smooth but icy. "I had a few, uh. loose ends to tie up."

I just stood frozen at the altar, my breath catching in my throat. The pounding of my heart was one of fear. Oh, God, I thought, my mind racing. Did he just kill someone?

Mr. Nicolas composed himself in an instant, his face a mask of forced calm. "Silvio," he started, attempting to step forward, but Silvio had cut him off before he could say anything more.

"Disappointed to see me, Uncle Nicolas?" Silvio's voice was cold, while his gaze pierced through the older man.

"Nonsense," Nicolas replied, his voice faltering slightly as he forced a smile. "We were  waiting for you to arrive since."

Silvio's lips curled into a smirk, his eyes never leaving Nicolas. "Great. Now, what are we waiting for?" He turned his attention to the Reverend Father. "Father, let's start the wedding."

The Reverend, after a brief pause, nodded solemnly, stepping back into position.

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