Caged by the Capo, Broken by My First Love

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mp and cold, the sound of the downpou

f a concrete pillar, dr

e was sobbing into his chest, her expensive red dre

ied, her voice cracking. "He looked a

e was hard-a stranger to the soft-f

I'm trying to get you out too. You're not supposed to

ing to save her. Trying to save me. Trying to be

lungs, a chill that s

pasted the thin fabric of my dress to my skin in seconds. I walked through the deserted streets, my mind a blank slate

open. Julian leaned ove

he ordered. "You'l

bed into the leather seat and slammed the heavy door sh

eat, grabbed a dark grey blank

er, and I recognized it. Lorenzo had purchased this exact blanket for Siena three months ago. It must have been

wisted, sick connections of this

ain drumming on the roof. "When did you come back to New York?

rked to a stop, and the cabin fell into a sudden, suffocating quiet,

ard me, his eyes wide

n said quickly. "Gianna, you don't

h Lorenzo wasn't because I wanted to hold onto a man who cheated on me. It was because I want

kles showing white where his ha

ely empty. "I saw the forged syndicate documents. I know you

blood drained from Julian's face, leaving

e didn't choose her by accident. He chose her because she was connected to you-to my past. His infidelity wasn't a lapse

shed it open. The cold wind and

"My accountant will wire your l

e foot out i

er console, grabbing my wrist

years ago. You walked away from me without a

s grasp, my skin stinging

to the Famiglia priest," I told him coldly.

ce dropping to a desperate, terrifi

pid and wanted the glamour of the mafia life. By the time I found out, she was already in too deep. I staye

my face as I looked back at him, a figure fr

through the sound of the rain. "Did your sister actually fa

me, his jaw trembling. His silence was

laugh, wiping the

ee, a pawn like Siena will never survive the Boss's approval to marr

to the dark, rain-swept street, leaving the