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.

devastated face, I asked softly. “Tell me now. do we really

doesn’t matter. He

cracked entirely. “You were my past, but Aveline – Aveline is

voice gentle but firm. “I found

into himself like a dying

his lips brushing my ear with wicked promises about our wedding night. I feigned outrage, but

to cruel revenge against Oriana, systematically destroying her career and reputation until something in her snapped.

Chapter 10

him paralyzed from the waist down. When the Harrison. family

as vulture capitalists circled, until the mighty Harrison empire crumbled to

made one call–ensuring Castro received the

raised an eyebrow, he pulled me close, his smile darkly playful. “I promised him a

darling husband is quite a

rotect our light.

I knew with absolute certainty that his darkness would

as he promised, Alexander gave me everything I could dream

traveled the world together, sharing laughter under starlit skies in Paris and chasing sunsets on

enveloped me completely – in his arms, I found the safety and warmth I had

years, we lived

the

I fell into the water at the same