Page 16 of His Cursed Heart

Possession takes over me as I look at her ring finger.

One more step until she’s all mine.

Althea grabs my hand and she makes me bend down until her mouth is at the level of my ear.

“And if you’re calling me uccellino one more time, I’ll bathe in your blood until it stains my skin.” My cock jumps at the beautiful thought of her covered in blood.

She seems so perfect, but I know her better.

I straighten my back and quickly wrap my left hand around her waist, feeling how her hip molds perfectly to my hand.

It’s like she was designed just for me.

She looks at me with wide eyes and I feel her stare until I dug my fingers into the delicious flesh of her hip.

“If I can have everyone’s attention, please.” I say loud and hundreds of guests are looking at the hand wrapped around Althea. I take her left hands in mine and let the diamonds shine under the chandeliers. “This marks the new role of the Italian princess. In three weeks, Althea Seraphina Luciano will become my wife and above all, your queen. If I catch one of you disrespecting her, I'm going to rip off your skin and show it all over Chicago." I speak in a low voice.

I can see my parents looking at me with shocked expressions, Orion with a content look and Allan giving me a thumb up.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Althea hisses while squeezing her hands into a fist.

“I’m claiming you, Little Fox.”

I feel the air leaving my lungs.

“Venus, stop tightening that corset.” I try to articulate a sentence, but the bitch just tightens harder.

The wedding is in one week, and my father forced me to go shopping for a wedding dress. He especially mentioned that I need to pick one that wouldn’t make him look bad.

“You need to stop being a crybaby. We’ve been in this store for the last five hours, and all I want to do is sleep and eat. Hopefully at the same time.” Venus murmurs, still trying to put the dress on me.

“It’s not like I wished to be here, and you know that. I didn’t want to try thousands of wedding dresses, I didn’t want to be stuck with Keaton in a marriage that will consume both of us, and I definitely didn’t wanted to see this much white. My eyes are starting to hurt.” I don’t like to complain, but the whole situation makes me too damn nervous.

“Is everything okay in there?” I hear the soft voice of Keaton’s mom. Vivian Moretti might be my favorite person from that family. She suggested to come by to

the store since my mom can’t see her daughter being a bride.

But I’m so glad my mom can’t see this. I didn’t want her to see me like this. Manipulated by Hanibal into a marriage that will consume me.

Because she was in the same position decades ago.

“Yeah, don’t worry. The corset it’s a little bit tight.” Venus says quickly. “You can look in the mirror now.” I prepare myself for the torture.

I have a feeling that this dress may be the ugliest one.

I turn around slowly and the gasp I let escape my mouth turned confused heads.

My boobs are almost falling out of the corset, the way to shiny diamonds are blinding me, and the big ass princess dress is not allowing me to move.

“Venus, if you’re not taking this off me right now, I’ll be the only bride in this store that cries.”

“It’s not like you’re able to cry.” Venus murmurs, but I can see her smile.

“I don’t think it’s that bad.” I turn to face Vivian, and the sight of my breasts makes her bite her lower lip to stop laughing. “Okay, take that thing away from her.” She finally let her laugh out, and she hold the phone towards me. “But first, let me show my daughter this. She’ll love it.”

And before I can protest, the light of the camera blinds me.

I can’t kill my mother-in-law.

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