Mafia Princess Reclaimed Her Throne at Her Wedding

"My boyfriend of five—Evan Callister, suddenly proposed to me.Everyone flooded me with congratulations. I felt happy too, quickly started planning our wedding.Then I overheard him talking with his gang friends. Apparently, I wasn’t his only option. Just one of five women he’d been seriously considering for marriage. A lineup that included his childhood sweetheart, a few of his long-time bed warmers, and some well-connected heiresses whose families could do wonders for his.“I didn’t imagine that you actually gonna marry Liora at the end, I thought Viola’s still the one you love.”And then Evan, “Liora’s father died. If I marry her, I could have all of her money and the casino. She cannot do a thing about it. She only has me as her family now.”“And what if Viola hears about your wedding and freaks?” his friend teased.Evan chuckled. “I told her that I will make Liora conveniently die after the wedding. Then her and I can get marry instead.”My heart iced over. But I didn’t cry or confront or even blink.Instead, I made the call to the man my father had always wanted me to marry — the one of noble status, the one everyone admired, the one I’d avoided. And just said one thing, “My wedding is three days from now. Come and elope with me.”"