A woman mocked for her weight catches the eye of a powerful mafia don who sees her differently from everyone else. As he pulls her into his dangerous world and claims her as his wife, she must navigate rival criminals, judgmental outsiders, and her own doubts about whether his fierce devotion is real.
Vito waved his hand. Bella walked over and stopped in front of me. I'll go ahead, Adele. Who knows? I might be your lucky charm.
Easy, Bella. If she pulls white again, she'll say you jinxed her. Hey, the draw decides. sides. Can't blame me for that. Bella's gaze swept over me. She was waiting for me to lose
temper, but I didn't. I stood quietly to the side and waited for her to draw. Apparently bored by my lack of reaction, she reached into the box and turned to Vito. So what was all that Margaret's ill. I'll take Adele to see her once we're off the boat. Oops, I got red. Bella couldn't hide the smugness on her face.
Oh, sorry, Adele. Guess I'm sailing with Vito again. Before I could respond, Vito stepped between us, shielding her. Those are Sicily's rules. Don't make a scene because you lost. It was luck, Adele. Don't be a sore loser.
Who's been picking on the girl I raised? Not even the Don's daughter gets a pass.