Married to the Mafia's broken son
eel at ease. It was the kind that screamed. The kind that smelled like blood and regret. The k
ry, figl
as a man who'd once walked through gunfire to save his empire. The kind o
t meant the kind of sorry tha
d. I already knew. But I
lass of whiskey. The bottle was half-empty, and judging by
t have a
lls
ht to keep myself from unraveling. The dark oak panels of the room had witnessed many things
nd? If we don't give them something, Luciano wil
the name. Lu
n't just their heir. He was their monster. Cold. Vicious. Rumors said he hadn't smiled since his fiancé
as going to
up like a damn s
down too hard. "A way to keep us from bleedin
Because it sure as hel
hysically hurt him. "It's done. Signe
, as if I'd been p
safe, bella. The Moret
en know what that word means. You're delivering me to a man wh
ed. "You'll do th
oss. Loyalty was our legacy. And I w
legacy ha
t want
venge. Bloo
nd the old men smiled like they'd just signed a p
l," someone mut
dn't
of me-black ink on white paper.
walking into. I didn't ask for her. Didn't want her. But when her father crawled on his knees, offering he
lsh
e devil in me. Make me feel again. Prove that I could sti
te for
aper with a fl
sea
n, no w
ldn't
anded to a man known for b
lights blurring through the tears I refused to let fall. Tom
t like it didn't be
led it a
lt more l
ng sun fe
y reflection in the mirror looked like a stranger-haunted eyes, tremblin
on the hook beside the doo
ck
ked, but I d
anna's voice came thro
i
way of numbing you, and I floated through the motions like a marionette. Ha
wn eyes in th
vanishing b
a wife to the ma
like a prisoner waiti
tting side-by-side. Every pair of eyes on me. Waiting to see if the rumors were true
t not
e doors opened a
g anchoring her to this world. Her face was unreadable, lips tight, but her eye
rest
cted a
t a
was be
e way that in
harp jaw. But it was his eyes-empty and ice-cold-that truly chilled me. He l
o
t need
wasn'
guests, the hush of weapons beneath suits, and
take t
o
do
d it anyw
that, I became
ed more like a cu
ar-no, it wasn't that. She was furious
pecte
t didn't m
ld. My father had spared no expense for the wedding reception, but I didn't even
wer
n the back seat, her ring gl
said finally, without looking
play wife, More
ly. "Good. I d
te was colder th
I was shown to a lavish bedroom by a housekeeper who didn't make eye contact.
ht came and wen
't come
k in my direction
o
ve bed and whispered a s
chained
will no
urpri
tics. No attempts
like she d
sharp wit she barely kept in check. The way she
't afrai
shou
man she ju
already
... is c