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Wanna Die for Love? Go

Dario Morello belongs to a powerful Santria City dynasty plagued by a curse that kills men before they reach twenty-five. A marriage to someone possessing a rare fertility gene is the only cure. After her sister Serena stole her wedding in a previous life, the protagonist’s retaliation led to tragedy and her own brutal execution at Dario's hands. Now reborn on her wedding day, she decides to hand over her groom and her veil to Serena, hoping to escape her dark fate.
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Chapter 3

Every shot showed Serena wrapped around different guys—in hotel hallways, parked cars, and beds.

I held them up. "Mom, these the guys you meant?"

Beatrice gasped and nearly hit the floor.

The room exploded again.

"Oh my God, that's Serena!"

"She's wild!"

"How many times has she cheated on Dario?!"

Serena snapped. She lunged at me like a psycho, grabbing for the photos.

"They're fake! All fake!" she screamed. "You photoshopped them! Swapped your face with mine!"

She shredded the pics, paper flying like confetti.

I stayed chill, pulled out a flash drive, and spun it between my fingers. "Got the originals right here. Full HD video too. We can call in experts to verify."

Serena went sheet-white.

Dario yanked her behind him, glaring at me. "Even if you ruin her, I'd never marry you!" He held Serena close while she sobbed. "You're the one with the dirty past. Don't act innocent."

I laughed, cold. "If those pics are fake, Serena—how about we both go get tested? Let's see who actually caught something."

Serena froze, shaking behind Dario.

He growled like I'd just threatened his precious princess. "Okay!"

Then he turned to Beatrice. "Mom, call Dr. Galvani. We're doing the test now."

Dr. Galvani, the Morellos' private physician, showed up in under ten minutes.

She pulled me into the lounge behind the hall. The exam was quick. Outside, I could hear Serena fake-crying while Dario played the hero.

"Don't stress, Serena. She's bluffing. Once we get the results, she's done."

"Dario, I'm scared..."

I didn't care anymore. I felt calm—cold, even.

Dr. Galvani came back out with the results and walked straight to Dario. Looked him in the eyes.

"Mr. Morello, Ms. Venier is completely healthy. No disease. No issues."

The crowd gasped.

I stepped out, smooth and composed, and locked eyes with Serena. She looked like death.

"Your turn, Serena."

Her face went fire-red. "I can't... because... I'm pregnant with Dario's baby!"

Voice shaky. Eyes all over the place.

I gasped, hand to mouth. "Wait, what? But Dario and I only got engaged seven days ago. So you two were hooking up behind my back while I was the bait for the alliance?"

The whole room froze. Then the whispers hit like a wave.

"This is next-level betrayal."

"Dario was hooking up with the adopted sister while the real heiress took the fall?"

"Shameless."

Dario didn't even flinch. He slid an arm around Serena's waist, all soft and sweet. "Serena, weren't we gonna wait 'til the third month to tell everyone?"

The way he said it made my stomach turn.

Beatrice was shaking, her voice like thunder. "I don't care if she's pregnant. Without Vanessa, you won't live long enough to meet that kid."