Part 2The Mobster’s Runaway Bride

"I'm a genius."

Thinking about our flawless escape plan, I laughed out loud in bed.

As long as I could eat, drink, and gossip with Chloe, I'd be satisfied.

Thinking back, I was inexplicably chosen by Dante, inexplicably snatched, and inexplicably dragged to a family gala.

Then I heard his people say:

"This girl really looks like Miss Jenny."

I understood instantly. The "replacement trope" had landed on me.

I was just a happy girl who liked staying home and playing video games. Why did fate do this to me?

I was stubborn and unyielding.

Until I saw Chloe at the gala—my best friend since childhood.

Since she was forced into a marriage with a business tycoon six months ago, I had lost contact with her.

"Boohoo, I looked everywhere for you!"

Under everyone's shocked gaze, Chloe and I hugged and cried.

Then I learned that Dante, the mob boss hiding in the shadows, and the dazzling Julian were biological brothers.

One took their dad's last name, one took their mom's.

I turned to Dante with a sweet smile:

"I've thought it through. I'll stay."

...

"Hey, why are you drooling?"

Half-asleep, Dante, the mob boss who had just done god-knows-what, came back.

He leaned in and wiped the corner of my mouth.

"Hehe... hehehe..."

I was still dreaming of running to freedom with Chloe.

Vaguely, I felt a warm body lie down next to me.

Strong arms pulled me into his embrace familiarly...

Whatever.

Enjoying this before leaving wasn't a bad idea.