A feared mafia boss is notorious for his ruthlessness and his refusal to listen to anyone—until a young woman offers him a piece of candy. That small act of kindness becomes the unlikely key to his guarded heart, and he decides to make her his wife. Now she must navigate a dangerous world of crime and power while figuring out whether the man who only listens to her can truly be trusted.
Afraid he'd keep asking, I pulled the blanket over my head. Chelsea is asleep. Chelsea doesn't know anything. Old of you, Chelsea. Going to bed without waiting for me. The women said sharing a bed meant sleeping beside him. This was my first night away from
home. I was scared, but if Adriel was next to me, I wouldn't be. I scooted over and padded the space. I get scared alone. Of course I want you here. Do you know what sharing a bed actually means? Of course I knew. Who did he think he was talking to?
Next day, Ms. Aldana arrived. She'd barely introduced herself when someone said Valentina Castellano was Mrs. Valentina Castellano is here to see you. I'll start tomorrow, ma'am.
Ms. Aldana nodded and left. Her faint sweetness faded, replaced by a thick stench. Valentina swept in with her entourage. Bree had told me.
Valentina was the daughter of Alejandro Castellano. I thought I'd come pay my respects to El Padroin's new bride. Valentina looked around like she owned the room. Before I could move, she grabbed my wrist.
Excuse me? I'm talking to you. Where are you going? Let go of me, Chelsea Santiago. Who the f*** do you think you are? He gives you a little attention and you think you can just blow me off?
Don't be so cocky. She was awful, saying terrible things about Adi. I bent down and bit her wrist. She yelped and let go.