The White Lily — Episode 4

Lorenzo told me to give you a flower. I didn't, I told you before. Stop chasing him and try me instead. But you didn't listen. How's it feel now? Humiliating, isn't it? I turned, shocked, staring at this weirdo. Lorenzo had given him the task of delivering my knowing Antonio had been harassing me for months. My fists clenched. Another betrayal. I only asked

for three years. Three years to build enough power to escape the Moretti family's grip. But Donna Moretti wanted me gone. She wouldn't even give me time to breathe. And then Lorenzo was back, knocking it away. Ricci, did I not warn you? Don't touch my people. Your people? You just picked the charity girl? What do you need Elena for? That's none of your business.

Antonio spat and walked away. Lorenzo spun me around to face him. He touched you and you didn't fight back? Wasn't this your idea? Listen, I can protect you at events like this.

But that doesn't mean I have to stand next to you every second. Does it? But you knew what the gala meant. Lorenzo! I'd love some champagne. Is me okay? One woman difficult, one woman sweet. Lorenzo's choice was easy.

Of course. Tonight, you're the star. Whatever you want. We'll talk tomorrow. I'll come by your place. Tomorrow? I smiled coldly. Tomorrow, you'll have to come to New York to find me.

Lorenzo left to greet the other capos, and Mia walked back to me holding a glass of