Mafia's Regret-Ruin His Wrong Bride

chapter four

As soon as I go into the outer chamber, the lavishness of the space quickly grabs my attention. The space exudes an aura of refined sophistication thanks to the magnificent, button-tufted seats that cover the room's walls. The entire length of the third wall is taken up by a vanity that is adorned with a spectacular mirror; this feature lends an air of opulence to the area.

The entrance to the restrooms is located on the fourth wall, offering ease and accessibility to those who use them. This luxurious room only has one occupant, despite the fact that it is rather large and has the capacity to house a number of different people at the same time. It is very clear that she is patiently waiting for both of us to arrive.

Her presence emits an air of peaceful confidence and sageness, which she gently exudes as she gracefully mingles with the other guests. Her refined sophistication enchants everyone in the room, and she inspires awe in those who are close to her. People are pulled to her like a magnet, and they are ready to gain wisdom from her life experiences and seek her advice.

In a culture that frequently associates attractiveness with ostentation, she serves as a poignant reminder that true grace can be found in understatement. Her decision to forsake flashy accoutrements in favour of a style that is more subtle is evidence of the inner fortitude and confidence with which she carries herself. It serves as a reminder that an individual's worth is not determined by the quantity or quality of their worldly things but rather by the depth of their character and the influence they have on the lives of others.

The importance of Michelle's attendance at the wedding is not lost on anyone at this touching juncture; everyone acknowledges her presence. It is a symbol of the love, respect, and gratitude that Mary and her family feel for their devoted maid, whose unflinching commitment and loyalty have made an indelible mark on their life. Mary and her family have had their housekeeper for many years. Mary illustrates the tremendous tie they all have by making this seemingly insignificant gesture of extending her hand and expressing her gratitude. This bond extends beyond the confines of a standard employer-employee relationship and encompasses the entire group.

In an effort to dispel any lingering uncertainties, Mary swiftly added, "Oh, you absolutely have to meet Michelle!" She demonstrates an incredible ability for stitching, which is one of her many skills. In point of fact, she is able to make changes to your gown that are quick and flawless, so ensuring that it fits you perfectly.

I continue with a humorous glint in my eyes as I say, "Right now, I don't know if I should be blaming my lack of coordination or the stubbornness of my favourite pair of heels," as I explain what happened. "But despite that, the struggle is real, and I am in dire need of some assistance in the department of walking without tripping.

Then, as I continue to consider the circumstances, I have the sudden realisation that I may be going beyond the bounds that I have set for myself. Because my curiosity is getting the best of me, I can't help but watch Mary's response to the request that I be called by my first name instead of my last. To my relief, she welcomes me with a friendly smile that conveys her understanding of the situation. Since you are a member of our family, I shall refer to you as Sabrina even though your name is Michelle the other hand, the rest of the staff will address you as Signora Andrew so that there is a clear contrast between you and me when we are in the presence of other people.

Michelle and I have benefited greatly from the diligent instruction that Mary has been providing for us, and I am grateful to her for all of her hard work. I have not had the same opportunities as my sister, who has spent the past three months having dinners at Mary's home and learning how to behave as a don's wife, so I have not been able to fully immerse myself in such situations. My sister has been learning how to behave as a don's wife.

But that's not the end of it. Michelle's inventiveness is limitless, as evidenced by the fact that she has added three inches of fabric to the back of the skirt after my initial discovery. My outfit was given a dash of sophistication and drama thanks to the ingenious addition of a delightful tiny train that was attached to the back of the garment. I am thrilled to have found out that this small train is completely controllable, which will enable me to handle any event or occasion with ease while maintaining my elegance and deportment.

I utter the words, "Thank you so much, Michelle," with a grin that betrays both my enormous relief and my appreciation.

Mary examines my face in great detail, her eyes moving quickly from one feature to the next. She declares with self-assurance that "your makeup is holding up flawlessly," and her tone is loaded with adoration and praise.

"Good," she mumbled under her breath, her hesitancy making it clear that she did not want to say those words. She loathed having to apply foundation to her already weighed-down face and therefore she avoided doing so as much as possible. She went on to say this with a sigh of resignation as she continued, "I suppose I'll have to get used to wearing makeup now, but it feels so stifling, as if my skin is suffocating, unable to take a breath of fresh air."

Once your bruise has completely healed and the marks have disappeared, you will be able to wear a lighter foundation, which will give you the option to choose a makeup style that is more natural and less dramatic. Having said that, I can't deny that the validity of your worries. It would appear that you will need to make some adjustments in order to become accustomed to the practise of putting on makeup on a daily basis. The corner of Mary's mouth draws in slightly, and the gorgeous green eyes she has always had are now filled with a trace of concern and uncertainty.

I am not aware of the thoughts that led your father to resort to physical force against you, and I do not know what those thoughts are. He assumed that by resorting to violence against me, I would be forced to agree with his desires, but I have decided not to say this publicly. I am hoping that the fact that Mary is already showing signs of discomfort is not an indication that she has ever been exposed to such abuse in her home.

It has been less than twenty minutes since I left the ballroom, as I discovered upon my return to the space. Andrew is currently waiting for our arrival. He reaches out his hand towards me and gently drags me out onto the dance floor. As he does so, the silk of my dress brushes against his legs as he draws me closer to him. He then rests his hands on my hips.

My hands are currently resting against his chest without my knowledge, and I have no idea how they got there in the first place. In spite of this, I do not get rid of them. My attention is drawn to the rhythmic beating in his throat, and I can't help but feel the want to lean in closer and brush my lips up against it.

The tune then shifts into a well-known ballad, which is the kind of song that my sister has expressed an interest in having played at her wedding. However, I do not feel any connection to the words, despite the fact that the singer in question is one of her favourites.

Andrew makes his observation in a low voice, saying, "You did not partake in the toasts."

My daydream of kissing the back of his neck was rudely cut short when he asked me, "What do you mean?"

"All you did was act as if you were drinking the liquor. Why did you act in such a manner?

It's hard for me to tell if he's angry or not. He is able to exert a lot of control on himself.