My Wedding Was His Game, Until I Changed the Rules - Episode 1

Introduction: Ten days before I was supposed to marry my mafia fiancé, Edoardo Marino, my best friend Ambra Costa suddenly called me. "Valentina, which church are you getting married at, the one in Sicily or the one by Lake Como?" I frowned. "You already knew that. The one in Sicily. Why?" The moment the words left my mouth, Ambra burst into laughter. "I knew it! I told you she still hadn't found out! Victory is mine, Edoardo!" Before I could process what she meant, a man's low laugh came through the speaker. "You really are clueless, Valentina! How could you not even know where your wedding is when you're about to be my bride?" Edoardo's voice was teasing, almost affectionate."If you still want our wedding to happen, you'd better fix your flight now." I stood frozen, a chill crawling up my spine. It wasn't the first time Edoardo and Ambra had turned my wedding into a game. They had been doing it ever since I started planning every detail of my wedding. Three months ago, they bet on whether I'd notice that the handwritten wedding vows I had spent weeks writing for Edoardo had been replaced with a different set of vows Ambra had written. Two months ago, they bet on how long it would take me to notice that my wedding dress had been changed from the vintage style I chose to the haute couture style Ambra preferred. Now, even the church where I was supposed to marry Edoardo had become another bet in their silly little game. This time, I didn't ask them why they had done this to me. I opened a contact I hadn't touched in years and typed out a message. "My wedding is in Sicily in ten days. Will you be there?" I stared at the screen, a slow smile curving my lips. It was my turn to play a bet. Let's see how long it takes them to realize that the groom has changed.