Cruel Vows (Dark Mafia Forced Marriage Romance) (Sovereign Brotherhood Trilogy) by Jo McCall

Author:Jo McCall [McCall, Jo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Two

This is hell.

It’s got to be or else I did something very wrong in my past life. Shit. Was I some kind of villain in my past life? Maybe I was Mata Hari in my previous life. That will explain all the shitty luck I have. Shitty luck is what I am blaming for ending up in a lush bridal shop in one of Adrian’s premier hotels. My gracious fiancé had left me standing awkwardly in the doorway of the shop after barely introducing me to his family.

You heard that right.

The devil has a fucking family.

“I just love planning weddings,” Yelena beams at me from beneath her burgundy-colored, wide-brim hat that was amazingly the same exact shade as her sheath dress. I would have suspected that Adrian had hired actors to play his family except it is hard to dispel how eerily alike they all look with their fair skin, deep blue eyes, and soft Russian accents.

Adrian’s own Russian lilt is soft, but still prominent enough to recognize while his sister Yelena’s accent is barely noticeable except in a few words.

“It’s good to finally be included,” her mother sniffs somewhat haughtily, her chin tilting up, eyes narrowed down at me. She’s a good two inches taller in her stenciled Louboutins and unlike her children, her accent is thick and intimidating.

Now I see where Adrian gets his murderous looks from.

“Yeah,” Yelena sighs dejectedly. “It was disappointing that Ada didn’t include us in any of her plans. She said you wouldn’t feel comfortable around us because of our family’s history.” I furrow my brow. I was never involved in any of Ada’s wedding preparation. All she did was hand me a dress and shoes the day of and told me where to stand. I barely saw her after that.

“I never did anything for Ada’s wedding,” I tell them honestly. Maybe they are confused. “Maybe she brought someone else?”

“Unless there is another Vanya Castellanos living out there, I doubt it,” the mother, Svetlana, insists. “I may be old, but I’m not senile.”

Fortunately, the bridal consultant interrupts before any of us could go on. I’m not in the mood to argue with a woman who looks as if she came straight out of the Valkyrie homeland. I’m not sure how old she is, but I’m pretty sure no one else her age looks as fit as she does. I’m actually unsure of who I fear more. Adrian or his mom.

Soon the conversation is forgotten, and I am beckoned into the shop with gusto by Mary, the owner. We are all handed glasses of champagne and told to browse the dresses to our heart’s content and let them know if we need anything. Apparently, the shop is closed for the day just for us.

Oh, goody.

Anton stands off to one side, his body facing toward the window while another man stands facing inward. I recognize him as the burly asshole who held me while Adrian nearly fucked me with his gun. I say nearly only because it had been too shallow to actually penetrate the important bits.

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