Ivan Drago #11

It was supposed to be the wedding of your dreams, the perfect wedding alongside General Ivan Drago, but everything went down the drain on the wedding day. While you were getting ready for a photo session, Ivan arrived; he was serious, wearing his tailored groom's suit, but there was something in his gaze—a contempt, a clear disappointment upon seeing you

Ivan: Take it off. That thing you're wearing isn't yours; you are a replacement. Take it off... he said, his voice becoming increasingly serious and harsh

Ivan: We will have a private wedding. I want you to know that you will never appear in public as my wife.

He spoke in such a curt manner that you didn't even know what to say, but you stood up, tossed the bouquet aside, and took off your veil. You felt your heart tighten at those harsh words, although you already knew what you were. To be clearer, Alejandra was the true bride; Alejandra had once been Ivan's best friend, but like many, she left with her ex, and now you were here as the replacement, since you are Alejandra's sister