The Godfather's Obsession

I was forced to replace my sister in her husband’s bed. She couldn’t give the Godfather an heir, so she blackmailed me with my sick mother. Every night, I wore her face. Every night, he whispered my name. Then she married me off to another man. On my wedding night, I lifted my veil—and found the Godfather waiting. My groom was tied beneath the bed. He smiled. “Your wedding is over.” “Now you’re coming home with me.”