Chapter 68. The Wedding Day

Matriarch Alessandra's POV

Finally, it was the day of reckoning, the day the world would hear a crawl louder than the Catholic bell, and the day it was going to rain fire on the surface of the earth.

I rose from bed like the witch of Samaritan, who was going to make everyone who made her ordinary life miserable pay for their sins. I walked into the bath, slid into the bathtub, and sipped my drink from a wine cup, even while soaking like the cool and confident rich woman that I was.

Once I finished my luxurious bath, I was still in towels when Robert knocked gently on the door.

"Let them come in," I said softly. With that, a group of girls proceeded into my room, each wearing a white garment and carrying a tray like servants willing to serve their mistress.

These were beautiful ladies with a rare occupation. Under my orders, they had been tasked with dressing me for this beautiful and horrific day that was about to unfold before everyone present.

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