He Rigged the Vows, I Chose His Uncle

I've waited five years for my mafia fiance, Daniele Moretti, while he keeps pushing our wedding back again and again.

I've turned down every man who approaches me and put up with all the snide comments from high society.

On the eve of exchanging our marriage alliance contract, thanks to a bet with his lover, Daniele decides it's hilarious to switch the groom's name.

He replaces himself with his uncle, Samuele Moretti, a man who is practically on his deathbed.

Daniele laughs as he brags to his friends, "Regina's obsessed with me. When she finds out, she'll cry and beg me to change it back."

I stand just outside the door and hear every word.

On the day of the wedding, I take Samuele's arm—the "sickly wreck" Daniele keeps mocking—and walk him up the aisle.

When Daniele finally shows up late with his lover and tries to turn the ceremony into a spectacle, I slap him across the face.

Now he's the one who has to call me Aunt Regina.

I'd spent years waiting to marry my mafia fiancé, Daniele Moretti, but he kept stalling.

And just as we were about to exchange the marriage alliance contract, he replaced his own name with his uncle's, Samuele Moretti.

"Have you lost your mind?"

Marco Ferraro's voice blasted from one of the rooms of the private club.

He stared at the tampered marriage alliance contract in Daniele's hands, eyes wide. "What's Regina going to do when she finds out? She's waited five years for you!"

Daniele let out a low, contemptuous laugh and knocked back his whiskey. The alcohol turned his eyes sharper, almost reckless.

He waved a hand, signaling the lawyer to keep editing the document. "She won't notice. And even if she does, so what?"

"But—"

Daniele cut him off, a smug spark flickering in his eyes. "Zitto! I lost the bet, so I'm paying up and keeping my promise to Sofia. It's just a little trick."

He pointed at the altered section of the marriage contract, where Daniele Moretti had been swapped for Samuele Moretti.

The lawyer finished the edits, his hands shaking, and passed the document back to Daniele. The wax seal went on again, clean and perfect, hiding every trace of what they'd done.

Daniele smirked viciously. "By the time Regina realizes something's off, the wedding will already be over. Besides, I've dragged this out long enough. She won't care."

Sofia Ricci peeked out from behind him and slid a hand over his shoulder. Her voice was syrupy as she said, "Daniele, are you really sure?"

He caught her hand and brushed a light kiss across her knuckles. "Of course. Regina worships me. Without me, she's nothing."

The others in the private room started hooting.

"What if she actually ends up marrying Samuele?" someone joked.

Daniele burst out laughing. "Even if she ends up marrying my useless uncle, that failing heart of his could give out any day. When he goes, Regina will only have me left.