On My Wedding Night, I Escaped the Mafia Don

On our wedding night,Damian Moretti climbed off me.

He tossed the used condom into the trash and gave a cold laugh.

"Before the wedding,you suddenly asked me to raise the premarital trust to five hundred thousand dollars.I told you the docks were shut down,the family accounts were frozen,and I couldn't get the cash."

"I was lying."

He opened his phone and pointed to the blue diamond necklace around my friend Lillian's neck in the photo.

"She spent one night in my bed.The next day,I had someone take this photo.Five million dollars."