Chapter 6: Bernice Revenge

The honeymoon had barely worked for Bernice. Rafael and I had been gone only a week, whisked to the Amalfi Coast, with citrus floating in the air, waves setting against the cliffs playing melodies. That was until his empire called him back home. Who was she to argue with a man who gave her everything and more than she could ask for?

They pulled into the mansion, hardly the sun over the horizon. A warm dawn greeted them back in Rome. Bernice hardly slept during the flight, the previous night as the quiver had run all through the night. Rafael's hand found Bernice as they strolled around the long driveway.

"I have something special for you, my love," Rafael murmured, sudden softness in his voice that shocked her to the core against all expectations.

She turned to him with a sleepy smile. "You've already given me so much more than I ever could have asked for, Raf."

He laughed softly. "And yet… I did promise you a car, didn't I? And I always keep to my word.

Yes you do, Always. Bernice sa