Wife of Alessandro de luca

found solace or the closest thing to it in one of the guest rooms, whe

g, his arms behind his

se out of love. Not

saction. Cold. Cal

r hope to repay in ten lifetimes. And when Alessandro

said, "Just take

ng in Alessandro's

of a greedy, selfish man throwing his daugh

raight into hell with it. He had told himself it was about ownership. Revenge

sn't what

et. Too careful

m a virgin," something in him had crac

. At every

er. At himself, for not realizing what k

n the early hours of dawn, b

o reveal Rose moving quietly across the room, her damp hair cascading down her back in so

e saw him standin

like a blade-c

going back to that j

th caugh

into the room. "You're not working un

r eyes. "But... what do you expect me to do? Just

of emotion. "If you want to work, I own a dozen companies. I can have you mana

o argue, but he cut he

e. No wife of mine will tak

lked out before she c

ening like storm clouds gathering at sea. He was not a man wh

room, he pau

the man lounging on his pristine w

id flatly. "To what do I

with a lazy smile,

ppo tempo! Mi hanno detto che ti sei sp

ong! I heard you got married-and not

lied bluntly, his voice sharp and devoid

red by the insult. "Still

or his uncle. The man was a snake in tailored suit

h a gift. I just opened the largest casino in the city-Casinò di Venezia. T

ble and gave Alessandro a pointed look. "

ve, flanked by the two bodygu

e man walked out, a dark presence lingering in

ation card on the table. It sat there l

ò di

touch it.

arked for

a moment later, appearing l

turning on his heel. "I've

-

of the bed, her fingers tw

elt t

l, but it was a cage-on

er... like she was something fragile, like she didn't belong her

ed her into this nightmare. But something about the man-his presence, his eyes, the cold co

wasn't even a

the world she once knew. A place w

ip hard, hold

e life she h

e life she wa

ared her innocence last night,

as payment. The man who now owne

when he looked at her-that same cruel man f