Revenge And Love Against My Mafia Ex-Husband
Chapter 1

A dream wedding, desired by all women, since they were little girls, a white and illuminated church, full seats and television news cameras, I was the bride, I wore a white dress with rhinestones, it seemed strange to me that my groom did not arrive Maybe it must be a Sicilian custom. Could it be my freckles? I don't think so because my many suitors have praised them along with my honey-colored eyes, my brown hair and my toned body. Although I'm not very tall, I'm not small either. I have come to the conclusion that I am a Colombian beauty, a hottie, that means that I would not stand up because I am ugly,

The orchestra of the moment continued playing their repertoire, they already felt forced, I calmed down thinking that they wanted to avoid their most successful song, which talks about heartbreak, I felt that the bouquet was getting heavier and the heels, those heels that I chose to try to surpass him, wanting to eclipse him in some way, now they charge rent at my feet.

I look at the door wanting a whirlwind to come in and take me to Oz or somewhere, maybe this cretin had the same idea as me, to run away before the wedding and if I execute it.

The priest looks at me in silence, like everyone else, although I hear murmurs, I only see long faces and closed mouths, it already seems like a funeral, I don't know what to do, maybe if I drink the wine to consecrate and start dancing in the holy water fountain, I will draw smiles on the guests, that would be better than stopping the crying I feel.

I can't believe I've been looking at the door so much, it looks like a painting by some surrealist painters; An elegant car arrives, it arrives fast and suddenly it brakes, I hope it's him, by God it's him, I can't focus on it well, the tears in my eyes distort me, it's a man dressed in black, I feel like I'm fainting

... Returning to consciousness, I see that everyone is surrounding me, I look for the one who entered asking:

-Who came? Is it Angelo?

-It was me, Mrs. Ximena, Don Ángelo's lawyer, I brought you some documents, -he takes out some documents from a briefcase, telling her:

-these are the prenuptial agreements, I regret not settling this before, also a duly completed marriage certificate, in addition who sends you a thousand apologies for not showing up.

-no this is unfair! What a lack of seriousness! Why are you doing this to me? -I exploded furiously, throwing the documents.

My parents scorch me, trying to minimize my crying, while the furious lawyer shouts:

- It's not my fault! Who knows what I would do, you must be bad at...

-Shut up, you piece of trash, The poor girl is right, that Angelo is going to listen to me, - Don Joseph, the groom's grandfather who everyone respected to a point of veneration, remained silent. He seemed to have magical powers because the cheap lawyer's face went from being red with exaltation. I turned white with fear and answered:

-Excuse me, I got carried away, the truth is I'm also very stressed about this matter, I don't understand Angelo's reasons for acting this way, I ask you, please excuse me, I'm just a servant. Plus, I came prepared for this anyway and brought more copies just in case. I calm down, I shave the leaves that I take out with my trembling hands, the first paragraph says that, if he were to die from unnatural causes, I would be detained while the culprits are determined and if they do not appear, I would be the main suspect., in addition to not having the right to any of the assets, nor compensation from Angelo or anyone related to him or his family,

- how rude! I exclaimed-I am not an opportunist and even less a murderer!

"Excuse me, my lady, I repeat, I am just a humble servant," says the braggart, trembling.

The grandfather, Don Joseph, asks me to let him read them, and exclaims:

- What does this mean? That Angelo is going to hear me, cancel everything!

I feel some satisfaction, everyone will judge him, he was the one who stood me up, that little man, I put my face up, this is one more adversity and since I was little I have defeated them, this is not going to be my Waterloo, I look at everyone, the contorted faces and diffuse looks thin the atmosphere, when I look at my parents, they don't deserve this, I have to give them the pride of getting married on this day as they expected, in addition to all the other things at stake, in the end the least What interests me about this man is his filthy money, he can swallow it all if he wants, I have better goals, that's why at that moment, faced with an outburst of madness or haughtiness, sponsored by revenge and hatred, I agree to sign saying:

-Don't get upset, Don Joseph, I will sign all those nonsense, if there is a wedding, I have my word and honor, I apologize to everyone present and I will do my best to be your best hostess, come on, please turn this page, may the joy come, We are having a party! Furthermore, those in charge of the party also eat and surely they have already committed what they will earn serving the tables. Gentlemen of the orchestra, please play your song that plays on all the stations.

I signed each paper without reading it much, since each sentence that I managed to catch felt like a blow, that bastard treated me worse than Cain, I will keep everything in a chest with which I will break his mother when I can, well I will be careful If I don't eliminate him, I don't want to have to spend a few years of my life locked up in prison for someone who isn't worth it.

When I finish signing the agreements, Don Joseph approaches me, grabbing my elbows and, very affectionately, he comments to me:

-If you want it that way, you know you have my blessing, I wish I were a few years younger, I wouldn't hesitate for a second to take your hand, please let's go to the celebration, I would like you to let me accompany the newborns in the car. - Married, I don't want you to look strange alone, although I also don't want people to whisper that I'm an old cradle robber or that you're a young tomb robber, sorry if I offend you.

-None of that, Don Joseph, his presence honors me, it's a shame that Angelo didn't get anything similar to you.

-It's possible that he fell out of his crib or that they gave him a bottle when he was a baby.

We laughed non-stop, taking away the space from sadness, that wonderful man was an oasis in my desert of bitterness. When we arrived at the large hacienda where the party would be held, the welcoming committee was perplexed, not because of my beauty but because of what happened. what Don Joseph predicted, they thought he was my sugar-daddy, the party ran in relative calm, I became the clown, I had to put on a fake smile throughout the evening, luckily I found a delicious Chilean drink, with double of my age, which gave me comfort and in my imagination I prepared different reactions for when Angelo arrived.

In the end it turned out that the wine ran out or it finished me, and the next thing I remember is that they carried me like a baby into a beautiful hotel suite, which seemed to have gold railings.