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"Who the fuck are you?" he barked, using his hands to grab my neck in a vice grip. I struggled for breath, feeling my life slipping away.

"Please... I...can explain."

He losened his grip but kept his hands on my neck. "Then do it."

Tears spilled from my eyes like rain. "I... I'm not Sol... I'm her twin sister Luna."

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Luna Grande never thought she'd have to return to the dangerous world of her mafia family. But when her twin sister Sol disappeared, she was forced into a role she never wanted- replacing her sister and marrying Dominick Phoenix, the cruel and domineering Don of the rival Phoenix Mafia Dynasty. 

Dominick Phoenix is the newly crowned Don of the Phoenix Mafia Dynasty and will do everything to keep his position. But when Dominick discovered that Luna was not who he thought she was, he lost it and went berserk in search of her sister Sol. 

For indeed Sol has something valuable in her possession that Dominick wants badly.

The Mafia's Subtitute Bride

I watched as Damian brought out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up. His eyes locked onto mine, and I could feel the intensity of his gaze.

"So, you didn't convince my brother," Damian said, exhaling a cloud of smoke. "But you came here anyway."

I swallowed, trying to steady my nerves. "I... just wanted some answers, Damian," I replied. "Is that such a bad thing?"

Damian leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "Well, I also want back in the Mafia," his tone was casual. "But as you can see, Dominick refused. We don't always get what we want."

My heart sank. Damian wanted back in, and he saw me as a means to an end. "So what are you planning on doing, then?"

Damian took a long drag of his cigarette, contemplating my question. "Who knows," he finally replied, smoke curling around his face. "Maybe I'll have to keep you here until Dominick reinstates me back into the Mafia."

The Warehouse.