After three years of waiting for the man she loves, a woman watches him claim her sister instead. Heartbroken, she walks away and finds herself drawn into the world of a powerful mafia figure, where loyalty and desire collide.
love someone else. Last year, when Mrs. Russo turned 60, Dominic came to bring me back. The moment I stepped inside, I saw my stepsister, Bianca. She was supposed to be in Palermo for work, but there she was in the living room. There wasn't a trace of guilt in his voice. My stepmother had married into the Moretti family long after Bianca and I were grown.
We'd never been close. Over the years, we'd only seen each other during holidays. I couldn't quite put into words how I felt about her staying there. Hey, sis! Don't worry. I'm just crashing here for a bit. I'll move out once I find a place.
I nodded, but said nothing. Back then, I never could have imagined. For three I waited alone in the empty Moretti estate. And all that time, my little sister had been working in the Russo house. Now, watching Bianca on Dominic's back, it all suddenly I hadn't been waiting for him to bring me home at all. I'd been waiting for my heart to die.
Bianca's voice drifted closer on the end. What about Elena? Elena. If she finds out, she'll lose it. She's all barth and no bite. She'll get over it after throwing a fit.