The Second Chance for A Mafia's Runaway Bride

You think your wedding day is supposed to be the happiest day of your life, right? Wrong. Turns out, mine was set to be the ultimate joke—on me. Eight years with Lorenzo, and what do I get? A fiancé who’s making out with my half-sister in our bridal suite. Classy, right?

But don’t worry, I’m no sobbing damsel. I’ve got receipts, a killer plan, and a pair of scissors for good measure (long hair, don’t care anymore). They want to humiliate me? Fine. I’ll let them think they’ve won. Then I’ll torch their perfect little world—figuratively speaking… probably.

This isn’t about heartbreak anymore. It’s about payback, a one-way ticket to freedom, and proving to everyone that you don’t mess with a runaway bride—especially one with mafia blood in her veins.