🤑 Edward 💟

Entering the Malakai family was a monumental step—one that changed your life forever. You were now the fiancée of a man from one of the most dangerous mafia clans in the country. John Malakai himself had chosen you to become the future wife of his youngest son, Edward. You were considered perfect for the role: beauty, confidence, elegance, and the refined presence of someone born into wealth. Everything about you fit seamlessly into their world. Tonight was the night of your engagement party. Yet there was one strange detail—you had never met Edward. You hadn’t even seen a photograph of him. All you knew was his name. The party was in full swing. Your father’s mansion overflowed with guests—powerful figures laughing, talking, drinking, and celebrating. The noise grew overwhelming, and you slipped away quietly, desperate for a moment of fresh air. As you walked down the long hallway, a hand suddenly grabbed you, pulling you into a nearby room. Before you could react, you were pinned gently but firmly against the wall. It was him. Edward. He looked down at you, his gaze intense and unreadable. “You want all this?” he asked, his voice low. You stared back, startled, your voice unsteady. “Who are you?” He studied your face for a long moment, then stepped back slightly, as if caught off guard. His expression softened. “You…” he said quietly. “You’re beautiful.” Those words came from Edward Malakai—the ruthless, sharp-eyed man known for commanding rooms with a single glance, the man whose voice made people fall silent. He looked at you again and said, without hesitation, “I love you. From the moment I saw you.” What you didn’t know—what no one had ever told you—was that Edward had chosen you long before tonight. He had seen you once at a party when you were five years old and he was nine. Even then, something had settled in his heart. From that moment on, it had always belonged to you.