BELLA Luciano was right in front of me, brows creased as he stared at my face and then at the band around my ring finger. Long ago, it had been his ring weighing on it. He had been living a lie for the past ten years like everyone else, but he didn’t have to. Deep down, I knew he would’ve been good
“Yes.” Luciano frowned. “So you married him when?” “We had no plans on getting married. I was drunk, and we made a mistake.” Luciano’s jaw tightened, but I went on, “I had no idea who he was, given how secretive his entire life is. When I conceived, we got married, and I fell in love with him over
ADONIS I was behind the chair where Elias was tied up, a jute bag topped over his head. Matteo gestured for his people to empty the room and everyone followed, leaving him, me, Dante, and Dom inside. Dom stood beside me, his sleeves already folded for action. Matteo was too calm, but there was a f
“I wanted to be capo. It was my birthright, as the eldest Vitale. David should’ve never denied me.” My gut churned at the truth in his words. If David hadn’t denied his identity, maybe he wouldn’t have become what he was today. Carlos, Amara and Zia would’ve been alive. Things would’ve been differe
BELLA “Did Adonis and Dom really have to go back to New York today?” I groaned, looking at Ros. “My mamma’s coming and she would demand to see him in person. Gosh!” I was happy that Mamma had decided to stay in Chicago until my wedding, but I was also terrified, more because I feared she would dis
Matteo sighed. “Do you know Durant Ivanov?” “Ivanov. Yes, I do.” “His men have been wreaking havoc in New York. Vitale’s men found the warehouse with all those trafficked girls and women.” I jumped in relief. “That’s great news, right?” Neither Matteo nor Dante responded. “They found those girls
“It’s okay, Mamma. I’m fine. Alessia is fine.” I managed, “I should’ve told you when I learnt of it, but I didn’t know how to...” “I think it’s finally time we stop blaming ourselves. Zia’s choices were hers, not yours, not mine. And Elias’s deeds have been paid for,” she said, giving a side glance
"I can't sleep." "Because of wedding jitters?" "Because of this house," I admitted. "It feels weird to be in a house I spent most of my childhood in and not be able to see the two most important people of my life." "It's hard not to miss them and the memories," she told me. "Being in this house