The Mafia Don Killed My Groom Then Buried Me Alive Chapter 02
Slap, Bitch, Slap
My cheek is on fire.
“You cheap little slut!” Selene screeches.
“This wing is off-limits!How the hell did trash like you get in?”
Her friends crowd behind her, three rich-girl socialites in designer heels, all sneering.
“Just because you look kinda like our Selene, you think you can waltz in here and play house?”
That’s when it clicks.
This is Selene.
The girlfriend.
The knockoff.
Because I refuse to touch Adrian — because I still hate him for killing Marco — he’s been running around town looking for a replacement for me.
Selene is the closest match he could find.
Word is he lets her invite her socialite girlfriends into the compound whenever she wants.
A total free pass.
Right now she’s staring at me like she wants to claw my eyes out.
“You bitch.”
“You knew Adrian is obsessed with me, so you crawled into his little hideaway, pulled a face like mine, and tried to steal him?”
She’s out of her mind.
But she doesn’t know who I am.
So I try to be civil.
“You shouldn’t be here.
Please.
Leave before he comes back.
Nobody can help you if he catches you in this wing.”
Selene laughs like I told a joke.
Then she grabs a fistful of my hair.
“Adrian would burn the world down for me.
Every inch of this estate belongs to me.
And you?
You’re just scared I’ll blow up your little seduction plan.”
She yanks.
Hard.
I go down.
My forehead cracks against the stone patio.
Blood runs into my eye.
I touch the cut.
Look up at her.
Cold as ice.
“You really think Adrian won’t find out about this?”
She actually rolls her eyes.
“Sweetie.”
“Adrian searched the whole damn country to find me.”
“If I chip a nail, he loses sleep for a week.”
“You think he’ll punish me over some no-name gutter rat?”
Her girlfriends cackle.
“Please.”
“Everyone knows Adrian fell for Selene the second he saw her.”
“Who the hell are you compared to her?”
“Selene, honey, guys like Adrian always have skanks like this one crawling out of the woodwork trying to climb.”
“Time to make an example.”
“Yeah!”
“Show every gold-digging bitch in this city who runs Adrian’s bedroom.”
They’re all frothing.
Eyes wild.
Like they’d love to skin me alive.
I keep my voice flat.
“You better go ask Adrian who I am.”
“Right now.”
Selene lifts her chin.
“You?”
“A rat sneaking around in his private wing?”
“You don’t even deserve to say my name, let alone match my status.”
“I’m the woman Adrian chose.”
“I’m untouchable.”
Then her eyes go dark.
“Strip her.”
“I wanna see what she’s got besides that face.”
Her friends lunge.
I clutch my dress, screaming as they rip at the fabric.
“STOP!”
“I’m his WIFE!”
“I’m Mrs.——”
“——Vitale!”
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