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My Mafia Fiancé's Ex Crashed Our Wedding

My Mafia Fiancé's Ex Crashed Our Wedding

Short Story · Mafia
By:  Knit KnotCompleted
Language: English
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Tragic Love

Plot Twists

Melodramatic

Bias

Unattainable Love

Independence

Winning Back the Wife

Regret

On the day I was supposed to get matching tattoos with Zach Cross, I waited at the studio from sunrise until nightfall. The tattoo artist glanced at me nervously. “Miss Annie, is the Godfather still coming? Maybe we should reschedule.” I lowered my eyes and forced a smile. “He promised he’d be here. I’ll wait a little longer.” Two hours later, Zach finally arrived. He was not alone. Julie Williams walked in behind him. She was carrying his jacket. When she saw me sitting in the tattoo chair, she offered an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, Annie. I had no idea you two had a tattoo appointment today. Otherwise, I would’ve never asked Zach to pick me up from the airport.” Zach walked right past me. He glanced around the empty studio and said, “Let's begin.” Before I could say a word, he pointed at the tattoo chair and turned to Julie. “You first.” Julie froze for a second. She glanced at me, then reluctantly took the seat. The tattoo artist turned to look at me. Standing off to the side, I overheard Zach’s men whispering among themselves. “After all these years, Miss Julie is still the perfect match for the Godfather.” “Yeah. It’s a shame things didn’t work out back then.” I looked at Zach. I knew he had heard every word. However, instead of denying it, he turned to me and said coldly, “Julie’s here today. Watch your attitude. Don’t embarrass me.” My gaze drifted to his left hand’s ring finger. It was still bare. He once told me he would hide my name inside the petals of a rose tattoo—a secret only the two of us would ever know about. I worked with the tattoo artist through seven different revisions to get the design just right. When he proposed, he held my hand and said, “The most painful mark I’ll ever wear will belong to you alone.” I put on a bitter smile. Unfortunately, none of the marks he carried had ever truly belonged to me.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The tattoo artist asked Julie Williams what design she wanted.

Julie turned to me with a faint smile on her face. “What did Annie choose? Maybe I’ll borrow some inspiration from her.”

I remained silent. Zach Cross answered for me. “Give her the rose.”

The tattoo artist froze for a moment. The tattoo pen in his hand hovered over the stencil. “Mr. Zach, that design was custom-made for Miss Annie. By tradition, the Godmother’s tattoo can only be placed on—”

“I said, give it to her.”

As the tattoo needle touched Julie’s skin, she let out a soft gasp and instinctively reached for Zach’s hand.

He did not pull away.

I stood by the front window. My left ring finger was still bare as I watched the rose that was supposed to bloom on my skin being etched, stroke by stroke, onto another woman’s hand.

When it was finished, Julie lifted her hand toward the light, admiring it.

Hidden among the rose petals was a single letter. The tattoo artist had copied the original design exactly.

However, the letter was not ‘J’. It was ‘A’, for my name. Zach never noticed. He simply patted Julie on the shoulder and told her it looked great.

Then he turned to me, pulled a ring box from his pocket, and held it out.

“We’ll reschedule your tattoo appointment. The wedding’s in three days. Wear the ring for now.”

I looked down at it. Inside the band were two engraved initials, ‘Z&J’. There was no ‘A’.

“No thanks.”

His expression darkened. “Annie, don’t make a scene right before the wedding.”

“I'm not.” I met his eyes. “Zach, that letter hidden in the rose belongs to me. You let Julie wear my Godmother’s mark, yet you expect me to pretend I didn’t see it?”

He fell silent.

I did not wait for an answer. I pushed open the studio door and walked out.

The cool night air rushed over me, and my left ring finger felt unbearably empty.

A notification buzzed on my phone. The tattoo artist had just posted a photo of today’s finished work.

It was a close-up of Julie’s left hand, showing the rose.

It also showed the hidden ‘A’ nestled between its petals. It stood out like a wound under the lights.

Another notification appeared. It was the invitation designer asking for final confirmation before sending out the wedding invitations. I stared at the message on my screen and smiled bitterly.

[Please cancel them. Don’t send them out.]

The reply came almost immediately: [Are you sure, Miss Annie?]

I did not hesitate.

[Yes.]

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10 Chapters
Chapter 1
The tattoo artist asked Julie Williams what design she wanted.Julie turned to me with a faint smile on her face. “What did Annie choose? Maybe I’ll borrow some inspiration from her.”I remained silent. Zach Cross answered for me. “Give her the rose.”The tattoo artist froze for a moment. The tattoo pen in his hand hovered over the stencil. “Mr. Zach, that design was custom-made for Miss Annie. By tradition, the Godmother’s tattoo can only be placed on—”“I said, give it to her.”As the tattoo needle touched Julie’s skin, she let out a soft gasp and instinctively reached for Zach’s hand.He did not pull away.I stood by the front window. My left ring finger was still bare as I watched the rose that was supposed to bloom on my skin being etched, stroke by stroke, onto another woman’s hand.When it was finished, Julie lifted her hand toward the light, admiring it.Hidden among the rose petals was a single letter. The tattoo artist had copied the original design exactly.However
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Chapter 2
The following day.The photos were published across major news outlets.Zach and Julie stood side by side. The rose tattoo on her left ring finger was clearly visible. From a distance, they looked like a newly married couple who had just completed their ceremony.In an instant, congratulations flooded in from everywhere.My mother was the only one who called me and asked, “Wasn’t that supposed to be a couple’s tattoo? Why does the person in the photo not look like you?”I had no answer.Soon after, Zach’s mother also texted me asking about it. I did not know how to respond, so I simply told her to ask Zach.Unexpectedly, ten minutes later, Julie publicly claimed the photo on social media. [Please don’t misunderstand. I just wasn’t sure what design to choose, so I used Miss Annie’s design as inspiration. There’s really no misunderstanding.]I stared at the post, feeling nothing but exhaustion.Not long after, Zach posted as well. [There’s nothing to it. Don’t overthink it.]
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Chapter 3
Five days before the wedding, Zach’s mother asked me to meet her to review the final tattoo design.When I arrived, Julie was already there.She was sitting in the tattoo chair, holding up her left hand under the light.The rose on her ring finger had begun to heal, a thin layer of scabbing covering the ink. Hidden among the petals, the letter A stood out with startling clarity.Zach’s mother smiled warmly. “The rose looks beautiful on Julie.”There was no way I could put on a smile.I had gone through seven revisions with the tattoo artist before settling on that design.We had decided upon the number of petals, the flow of the hidden lines, and the exact petal beneath which the letter would be concealed.I had drawn every detail.Back then, Zach told me the rose represented me, passionate yet covered in thorns.Julie noticed me and quickly lowered her hand.“Miss Annie, please don’t misunderstand. Madam Cross wanted to see how the tattoo turned out, so she asked me to come
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Chapter 4
On the day of the rehearsal, I deliberately came late.Zach stood at the end of the aisle. The look on his face was ice cold.His mother spoke first, “Annie, you’re about to become the Godmother of the Cross family. Don’t you even have a basic sense of punctuality?”My mother hurried over, gently pulled me aside, and lowered her voice, “You’ve always been so sensible. What’s gotten into you today?”I looked at her. “Stay out of this. Some things can’t be fixed by simply enduring them.”She replied, “Marriage is like that. The alliance between the Carter and Cross families can’t be broken. Marrying into the Cross family is what’s best for everyone.”So, everyone thought I should just endure it.Zach walked down the aisle and grabbed my wrist. His grip was firm.“Let’s start the rehearsal.”I did not move. “Why is Julie sitting in the Godmother’s seat?”Julie immediately stood up and took a step back. “Miss Annie, the piano is over here. I was only waiting for it to be tuned. I
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Chapter 5
Zach’s hand froze midair. He stared at the screen before turning to me.“What did you upload?”I slipped my phone back into my pocket. “The wedding opening video.”His expression darkened.”Annie, don’t make a scene at a time like this.“I don’t like watching my wedding turned into a memorial for your past with someone else.” My eyes drifted to the rose tattoo on Julie’s left ring finger. “That silver tag is your handwriting.”Zach said nothing.We both knew the truth. The tail of every letter he wrote curved upward. I used to think his handwriting was beautiful. I secretly practiced copying it for months.Every stroke of Julie’s name engraved on that silver tag curved upward in his signature style. Madam Cross hurried over, trying to smooth things over.“It's only a nameplate. We’ll replace it. The wedding is what matters.”My mother grabbed my arm and lowered her voice, “Annie, you're about to become the future Godmother of the Cross family. I expected you to be more gracio
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Chapter 6
When the plane landed, it was raining in London.I went to a small town in the south instead. It also had a harbor, but no one there knew who I was.I rented a small room on the second floor of a guesthouse. The owner’s name was Lucy.When she saw that I only had one suitcase, she asked, “Are you here alone?”I nodded and replied, “Yes.”She handed me the key with a smile. “Being alone means freedom. You can do whatever you want.”I smiled. For some reason, her words comforted me.Outside my window, roses were planted everywhere. Whenever the wind blew, their scent drifted into the room.I took out the old silver ring Zach had once given me.It had followed me for ten years. Its edges were worn smooth and shiny.I looked at it for a long time, then placed it at the bottom of a drawer.The next day, I went to a hotel in town for an interview. The owner was a woman named Fiona. She had short hair and an easy smile.She flipped through my resume. “You used to coordinate family
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Chapter 7
I thought Zach would finally give up. However, early the next morning, as I was leaving for work, I found him sitting on the stone steps outside the guesthouse.He was holding a paper bag.The moment he saw me, he stood up and called, “Annie.”I stopped in my tracks. My expression turned cold, and I deliberately sounded distant. “Mr. Cross.”His face stiffened. “Annie, you’ve never called me that before.”“Then you’ll have to get used to it, Mr. Cross.”He held out the paper bag. “You’ve never been in the best health. I figured you probably skipped breakfast.” I did not take it.The bakery’s logo was printed on the bag. It was my favorite bakery back in Sicily.I had mentioned it to Zach countless times before. He had always acted as though it was not important.He had remembered.He just remembered far too late.In a quiet voice, he said, “I remember how much you loved this bakery. I had them fly it in first thing this morning.”I accepted the bag and opened it. The moment
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Chapter 8
That night, Fiona and I worked until two in the morning.I was standing on a ladder adjusting one of the floral displays when my foot slipped. Before I could fall, Zach appeared out of nowhere and caught me from below.“Careful,” said Zach.I looked down at him. “You’re still here?”“The lights were on.”Fiona cleared her throat from across the room. “Looks like I’ve got free labor. Should I use it or not?”Without saying a word, Zach rolled up his sleeves.He started carrying flower stands, running extension cords, and even crouched down to wipe dust off the stage.Zach was the head of the Cross family. This man, whose hands usually touched nothing but fountain pens and firearms, was now working until his fingertips turned raw without uttering a single complaint.One of the floral stands still had an exposed wire. As he lifted it, the sharp edge sliced across his palm. A bead of blood welled up.Instinctively, I reached toward the first-aid kit. The moment my fingers touched
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Chapter 9
Madam Cross’s face darkened, and she scolded, “So you’re abandoning the family because of her now?”Zach answered calmly, “I’ll go back and handle the family matters. Before I left, I gave everyone instructions. Nothing will happen over the next few days.”Realizing she could not persuade him, Madam Cross turned on me instead. “Annie, are you satisfied now? You ruined a wedding that took months to prepare. How are we supposed to repair the Cross family’s reputation? And now, you’re making him neglect family business just to indulge your tantrums?“I always thought you knew how to put the bigger picture first. I was clearly mistaken.”I set down the pruning shears in my hand. “The wedding video, the rings, and the tattoo—none of those things were my doing. Isn’t it a little unreasonable to blame everything on me?”Madam Cross’s face paled. Her finger trembled as she pointed at me.Julie hurried over to support her. “Madam Cross, please don’t be upset. It’s all my fault. If I hadn’
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Chapter 10
Not long after Zach left the small town, the Cross family was thrown into internal turmoil.Rumor had it that there were multiple gunfights.Zach’s father was shot and left in critical condition. Madam Cross blamed everything on Julie.The piano concert tour that had been funded by the Cross family was also quietly shut down.Later, Julie sent me a text message: [I lost.]I replied: [That’s none of my business.]Then, I blocked her.Zach resigned from his position as head of the family.Some said the elders forced him out together. Others said he took responsibility for what happened at the wedding himself.I heard all of it while I was crouching on the floor arranging flowers.A thorn pierced my skin, and a bead of blood rose to the surface.Fiona tossed a bandage at me. “What are you thinking about?”I answered, “Money.”She rolled her eyes. “You’re getting more and more practical.”I smiled. “Is that a bad thing?”Six months later, the hotel opened a second branch in
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