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.

Oriana’s devastated face, I asked softly. “Tell me now. do

“It doesn’t matter. He never truly loved either of

– Aveline

Castro,” I said, my voice gentle but firm. “I found

collapsed into himself like a

brushing my ear with wicked promises about our wedding night. I feigned

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

Chapter 10

with her car, leaving him paralyzed from the waist down. When the

company whole. Share prices plummeted as vulture capitalists circled, until the mighty Harrison empire crumbled to

received the finest medical

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

was right my darling husband

rotect our light.

I knew with absolute certainty that his darkness would only ever protect

promised, Alexander gave me everything I could

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

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

years, we lived in perfect

returned to the United States with

the water at the same