A woman's marriage to a powerful mafia godfather thrusts her into a dangerous criminal world she never expected. As she navigates her new life, her bond with his son becomes the unexpected anchor that gives her a reason to keep fighting.
He had only one condition. Make it fast. They made the deal in the morning, signed the papers by noon, and had me packed up and shipped off by dinner. After all, I'd only been back with the Moretti family for six months,
and they'd already replaced three doors, two gun cabinets, and half the furniture in the estate. And Bianca's shoulder. That one was her own fault. She deliberately smashed the jewelry my birth mother had left me, then looked at me with tears in her eyes. Alessia, I know you hate me, but you can't blame me for everything.
I had no proof, so I dislocated her shoulder. If I was going to take the blame anyway, I might as well make it worth it. On the wedding day, my entire family sat in the living room like they were attending my farewell Alessia, once you're married, control that temper of yours.
You can't pull a gun every time someone pisses you off. The DeLuca family is not a place where you can do whatever you want. If you cause trouble there, don't expect us to protect you. If you miss us, you can always come home, sis.
I was deeply touched. I had no idea you'd miss me this much. Fine. I won't get married. Enough! The marriage has already been arranged. You're going whether you like it
Dad, one more word and this wedding might turn into a funeral. Of course, sweetheart. What else do you want? Thirty minutes later, I own two luxury apartments, a nightclub, and Bianca's brand new