ella

's belongings, her hands still trembling as she

iting convoy, a sharp, condescendi

gedy, Miss

tine wool coat, her nose slightly wrinkled in disgust as she took in my dirt-stained clothes. She

ng with mock pity. "A heavy price for a discarded wife. We've prepared a seat for you

t curve of her lips, expecting

ht past her, my boots crunching against the gravel. I bypassed the standard sedan and headed

lly sprinted ahead to pull

p, and rolled the tinted window down halfway. Carla stood frozen

r, my voice devoid of any

ially annulled your marriage! You have no power anym

at being gods meant nothing to a woman who had already seen the end of

When the imposing wrought-iron gates of the Moretti estate fin

round to a s

e entrance. Standing casually by the hood was a man I recogni

life, Damien's men hadn't come for Angelo today,

epped out, immediately pushing An

Miss Moretti. I am here on Don Valenti's orders. I'v

enom. "Damien is a monster who trades his own flesh and blood like cas

"It is for Angelo's future, Mis

nto Leo's eyes, seeing the blind loyalty that would eventually destroy him. "Tell Damien if he trie

itching toward his jacket. "Miss Isabell

leaned in, delivering a truth he couldn't possibly understand yet. "Soon, she will need a loyal man to handle some very dar

ck a nerve he didn't know he had. Without a direct order fr

s eyes never leaving mine

elo's hand tightly, I walked through the massive iron gates of my grandfather's estate. I