Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 10

Our wedding transformed the ancestral Blackwood estate into a fairytale – Cartier diamonds dripping from crystal chandeliers, rare orchids cascading from centuries–old stone walls.

Castro and Oriana also arrived, invited guests under close surveillance.

Castro, still in his cast, leaned on Oriana while security guards watched their every move.

“Why invite them?” I whispered to Alexander.

His lips curved into that dangerous smile. “Better to keep your enemies where you can see them, darling.”

“You magnificent sadist,” William muttered, though his grin matched Alexander’s.

During our vows, chaos erupted. Castro shoved Oriana with surprising violence – her head caught the corner of a tabl

blood staining her pale silk Valentino.

He didn’t spare her a glance, just as he’d ignored my scalded skin that night, too consumed by his

obsession.

When he lunged forward, security moved with practiced efficiency, their suits rippling as they restrained him. The cathedral bells drowned his muffled protests in waves of joyous sound.

the ceremony, I approached them. Looking at Oriana’s devastated face, I asked softly. “Tell

matter. He never truly loved either of

were my past, but Aveline – Aveline is my everything now. You destroyed it all by

but firm. “I

like a

ear with wicked promises about our wedding night. I feigned outrage, but melted when he captured my lips in

a Greek tragedy. Castro’s obsession turned to cruel revenge against Oriana, systematically

Chapter 10

paralyzed from the waist down. When the Harrison. family unleashed their legal hounds, she jumped from the Harrison

plummeted as vulture capitalists circled,

made one call–ensuring Castro received the finest medical care.

an eyebrow, he pulled me close, his smile darkly playful. “I promised him a lifetime of watching your happiness, darling. Death would be too merciful an escape.”

my darling husband is quite a scheming man.

rotect our light.

I knew with absolute certainty that his darkness would only

as he promised, Alexander gave me everything I

sharing laughter under starlit skies in Paris

in his arms, I found the safety and warmth I had yearned

three blissful years, we lived in

returned to the United States

and I fell into the water at