My Groom Married Twice. I Ruined Him Once

Halfway through my alliance wedding to the man I'd loved since I was a little girl, his courier, Bianca Rizzo, walked into the ballroom with one hand resting on her swollen belly.

Salvatore Barone escorted her inside as if she belonged there. His hand remained firmly around her waist while he faced me without the slightest hint of remorse.

"I know the Commission would never approve a marriage between Bianca and me," he said evenly. "But I made her a promise. She deserves a wedding, and my child deserves a complete family."

He paused only long enough for the room to fall silent.