Married To The Mob Queen
I suddenly opened my eyes; blinding sunlight streamed through the curtains, landing on the familiar desk.
This was not the underworld, but the room I had lived in for more than ten years.
I raised my hand to my neckno scars, just warm skin.
The calendar on the desk showed the date: two days before my brother Sawyer Evans and Coco Adams' wedding.
Had I been reborn?
The thought had barely formed when the door was thrown open.
Sawyer burst in, panicked, clutching a bulging backpack.
"Neil, I can't marry Coco. That woman is a curse; if I marry her, I'll end up dead sooner or later!"
His voice trembled, his eyes full of fear.
I looked at him, and the memory of him strangling me to death in my previous life suddenly flooded my mind.
It was precisely because he didn't want to marry Coco and feared retaliation from the Adams clan that he lured me to an abandoned warehouse and ended my life himself.
Because this can help him escape from the wedding by pretending "himself" had been killed.
"Then what do you want to do?"
I swallowed the hatred in my heart, trying to keep my voice steady.
"I'm leaving, taking Wendy with me. I've already taken the family's savings. I need you to handle our parents!"
Sawyer said this as he was about to rush out the door.
"If you leave, what will Mom and Dad do? The Adams clan won't let our family go."
I grabbed his arm, my voice deliberately urgent.
Sawyer shook off my hand, his face full of selfishness. "That's not my problem. I can't risk my own life!"
Seeing his heartless expression, I took a deep breath.
"Sawyer, don't leave. I'll marry Coco in your place."
The moment I said this, Sawyer froze, disbelief filling his eyes.
Just then, Mom and Dad heard the noise and came in.
When Mom learned of my decision, she immediately burst into tears. "Neil, she won't let anyone push her around. You're going to get the short end of the stick if you go there."
Dad frowned and stayed silent for a long moment before speaking. "Will this really protect our family? And what if the Adams clan finds out?"
"As long as we stage a ruse and pretend that 'Neil Evans' is dead, no one will suspect that the man marrying her isn't the real Sawyer Evans."
I had already thought through the plan, speaking confidently.
Sawyer immediately nodded in agreement upon hearing this. "Right, let's do it! Neil, I owe you once!"
The fear on his face vanished instantly, leaving only relief.
That very night, Sawyer took the family savings and his girlfriend, Wendy, and quietly left home.
I stood by the window, watching their retreating figures, feeling not a trace of emotion.
In this life, I will not only survive, but also protect my parents, and above all, shield the woman who died for me in my previous life.
Three days passed quickly, and the wedding day arrived.
The servant handed me a set of red wedding garments; the fabric was smooth, embroidered with exquisite dragon patterns.
In my previous life, Sawyer wore this outfit with a face full of reluctance, even trying to escape before the wedding procession arrived.
I picked up the wedding dress and peacefully put it on.
The person in the mirror had the exact same face as Sawyer, but the expression in his eyes was entirely different.
There was no fear, no resistanceonly anticipation.
The sound of car horns came from downstairs; the wedding procession had arrived.
Mom came over and adjusted my collar, her eyes reddening again: "Neil, make sure to take good care of yourself over there."
"Mom, don't worry, I will."
I hugged her, then turned and walked downstairs.
The people welcoming the bride saw me and immediately smiled as they approached. "Mr. Evans, are you ready? Miss Adams is waiting for you in the car."
I nodded and followed them to the wedding car.
The car door opened, and Coco sat inside.
She wore a white wedding dress, her long hair draped over her shoulders, her face lightly made upstunningly beautiful, impossible to look away from.
In my previous life, I had only seen her from a distance once. Back then, I thought she was cold and terrifying, but now, looking at her, all I feel is sorrow.
"Get in."
Coco spoke, her voice cool but without any hint of hostility.
I bent down and got into the car; the wedding car slowly began to move.
The scenery outside the window kept fading away as I turned my head to look at Coco's profile.
This time, I would never let her be hurt again.
The wedding car was very quiet, so I took the initiative to say, "Coco, from now on, we're a family."
Coco turned her head, a trace of scrutiny in her gaze.
I knew my behavior was very different from Sawyer's usual manner; she would definitely be suspicious.
But I don't care; I just want her to know that I am different from Sawyer.
The wedding car moved steadily along the road.
Coco's gaze lingered on my face, as if trying to see right through me.
"You're very different today."
She finally spoke, her tone tinged with doubt.
Something stirred inside me; I knew I had to let her know something, even if it was just my inner thoughts.
"Before, I was immature and always felt that marrying you was something forced upon me."
I looked into her eyes and spoke earnestly.
Coco raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and waited for me to continue.
"In my previous life, I didn't understand your kindness; I even found you frightening."
"Until that time someone tried to kill me, and you rushed in to take the blade for me."
"You collapsed before me, blood pooling around you, and only then did I realizeyou were not the curse others said you were; you were simply protecting the person you wanted to protect."
These words had weighed heavily on my heart for so long that my voice caught when I finally spoke them.
Coco's body visibly stiffened, and the confusion in her eyes deepened.
"What nonsense are you talking about? What previous life?"
She frowned, clearly not believing what I said.
"I know you don't believe me, but everything I've said is true."
I didn't argue much; some things need time to prove themselves.
"From today on, I won't let you get hurt, not even a little. I will protect you."
I looked at her, my tone resolute.
Although Coco's eyes still held some confusion, they softened slightly. She no longer argued but simply turned her head to look out the car window.
Sunlight fell on her face, tracing gentle contours.
I knew there was already a flicker of hesitation in her heart.
The wedding car moved onward, drawing closer to the hotel for the wedding banquet.
I clenched my fists, with only one thought in my heart: This time, I will make Coco happy.
The wedding banquet was held in a luxurious hotel, its entrance crowded with members of the Adams clan, each fierce in appearance yet showing me utmost respect.
"Mr. Evans, please come inside."
A man dressed in a black suit bowed and gestured for us to enter.
I nodded and followed Coco into the hotel.
The hall was already full of people. When they saw us enter, everyone stood and shouted in unison, "Miss Adams, Mr. Evans!"
Coco nodded slightly, took my hand, and walked to the main seat to sit down.
Before long, a young man approached carrying a wine glass.
He wore a floral shirt, his hair dyed yellow, with a faint, barely noticeable sneer in his eyes.
"Coco, this must be your husband, my brother-in-law, right? I'm Kyle Adams."
He casually handed me the wine glass.
I knew himCoco's cousin, one of the Adams clan's Five Heads, and the murderer who killed Coco in my previous life.
I took the wine glass but didn't drink, simply looking at him. "Hello."
Kyle raised an eyebrow but said nothing more before turning and walking away.
I watched his retreating figure, my gaze turning cold.
After the wedding banquet, we returned to Coco's villa.
The villa was large and luxuriously decorated, yet it carried a lonely atmosphere.
"Thank you for today; you cooperated very well." Coco slipped off her high heels and sat down on the sofa.
"You're my wife; this is what I should do."
I walked over to her, hesitated for a moment, then said, "Coco, you need to watch out for Kyle."
Coco paused, then turned to look at me. "Why do you say that?"
"The way he looks at you is strange, and his attitude towards you at the wedding banquet wasn't what a cousin's should be."
I didn't say much, afraid of upsetting her.
Coco frowned, her tone serious: "Don't meddle recklessly in the Adams clan's affairs, and don't speak carelessly. Be careful not to bring trouble on yourself."
I knew she didn't believe me, but I didn't give up: "I just want to make sure you're safe. You have to watch him closely."
Coco said nothing more; she just picked up the glass of water on the table and took a sip.
I looked at her, silently determined to find proof and make her believe me.
The tragedy that befell Coco in the previous life must never happen again.
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