"Get that Liam here," Vincenzo ordered coldly.
His guards responded instantly. Within a minute, Liam was dragged in by force, struggling, confused, until he saw her.
Seraphina stood in the center of the grand hall, draped in her wedding dress, her face void of life, her eyes swollen from hours of crying. Liam’s heart shattered.
Vincenzo stepped forward, the sharp click of his shoes echoing on the marble floor. He gave a small, crooked smile, his dark eyes filled with amusement and cruelty. "Liam, look at me. Look closely. I married your sister. She’s mine now. Ha! Ha!! My wife."
He tilted his head mockingly, his gaze sweeping over Seraphina. "Yes… such a good wife, isn’t she?"
Liam froze. His throat tightened. Then, he collapsed to his knees, chest heaving, tears spilling. He clenched
