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Faust

As I followed my future wife to our ward, I didn't know what I was feeling. Angry, yes. But mostly I was very confused.

Lucia would never dare allow her family into my dungeon. She wouldn't have asked or even considered the idea. Our world has clear boundaries and my first wife understood them perfectly.

Francesca didn't seem to care or even be aware of these limits. Not only did she allow her sisters into the dungeon, but she also somehow convinced my son to go for a walk.

Ma che cazzo?

I would have a talk with Giulio tomorrow, but in the meantime I had to deal with Francesca. Just because we were getting married didn't mean she had control of my men and my property. I was the boss, not her, and she had to worry about our kids and the home—not mob business.

She would respect our boundaries.

I closed the bedroom door and watched as she sat on the bed. I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms. - Explain.

She bit her lip and twisted her hands in her lap. — I can't tell if you