The Mafia's Angel

Amelia stood there, her heart racing as she gazed at Xavier, shock etched on her face. The deep love she once saw in his eyes had vanished, replaced by an eerie emptiness that seemed to pierce through her very being. "How long have you known?" she asked hesitantly, realizing the truth had finally dawned on him. "Exactly how long were you planning to keep this secret from me?" he enquired, his voice a mix of coldness, anger, and a surprising calmness – a precursor to an impending storm. His gaze darkened, almost as if the shadows could deepen further. Amelia remained rooted to the spot, fear gripping her tightly. She knew any attempt at explanation would only fuel his fury. "When were you going to reveal that the woman I was about to wed wasn't who I thought she was, that you'd taken on someone else's identity?" he spat out, his words icy and furious. Caught in a web of unforeseen circumstances, Amelia's selfless act had led her to an unexpected marriage with a man whose true nature she was now uncovering – a man who was none other than the ruthless leader of Australia's underworld, and she was suddenly entangled in its dangerous world.