From Unwanted Wife To Unreachable Queen

The day my guardian, Dante Moretti, announced his engagement was the day I started planning my death. Not a literal one, but the death of the girl who had orbited his world for ten years.

He was the Don of the Moretti family, the man I'd secretly loved since I was a child. But with his new fiancée, Sofia, on his arm, he began to erase me. He even forgot my severe allergy, gifting me a watch that would blister my skin.

He had ripped apart the diary where I confessed my love for him.

"I am your guardian," he'd spat. "Do not ever cross that line again."