Estate,
e from their chignon. Below, the estate was alive with light and laughter, the elite of the mafia world gathered lik
ept
silk, strapless, slit to the thigh. A calculated display, a silent message
ne glass, jaw clenched tight enough to ache
was the
lass in the center of the grand ballroom. His voice
lliance forged not through bloodshed, but through unity. And t
ilings. Alessia's pulse pounded in her ears as her father
e Mo
eemed to narrow around him. No fanf
hered with the pretense of civility. His hair was dark, tousled just enough to hint at recklessness,
s. Steel-gray. C
etti didn
ver h
lid down
er father continued, "my daughter,
e sentence that
utched pearls and whispered approval, and the men-rivals and a
lips pressed into a tight li
her to hide every emotio
d to me
law school abroad. But it had all been a smokescreen, a di
e crowd like a blade. With every step, the tension
a didn
efuse
hin slightly to meet his gaze. Up close, he was even more dangerous. Re
ured, voice low an
er voice sharp as cr
his eyes. Amusement.
what I expec
exactly wh
a smirk. "Good. Fear ke
idestepped him smoothly, placing her glas
he said, voice barely above a whis
ience is earned. Not demanded. I don't expect a pet
d. Damn him for knowing exa
he whispered, "but
Didn't threaten.
his voice to command obedience. His silen
e offered a slight no
crowd. But Alessia could still feel
lway, her heels clicking against the ancient stone. Her bedroom
ng fingers, trading it for a silk rob
. A calculated power move to end decades of blo
ibbon tied around
man with a reputation that even the most harden
him like smoke-women disappearing after one night in his bed, enemies bur
d her most was
way he lo
y owned her. B
d red, her eyes lined with smoke, but the girl beneath it all-the girl
won't disappear. I won't become a shadow
at the door.
oice. "They're asking for you again.
teady breath before tightening the
to find a way out. Or at l
e her future husband, but she
thout
e wanted
y for the war that