My Cold Heart: Rejecting The Mafia Boss

feared Consigliere, stood up

d a jury that Sofia

had poisoned my mother over a spil

me, Dante looked at me

y arm until it bruised, "I will bury you in a p

ily alliance, he s

ight back, he dru

otos of me, naked and unconscious, ju

etting her wear my dead mother's shawl w

t he had

st a nurse's daught

ade a fa

"committal forms" I

papers, transferri

toasted to his victory with my mother's k

t jump

d to be

I made sure Dante Rus

pte

Vitiel

up, I knew my marriage was a cor

Consigliere, didn't look at the woman he was defending-th

oked

a single sound when they let her walk free, he would bury

ndant, Sofia More

city, and I had gone numb three days ago

silk handkerchief. She was the daughter of a

ead. Her gaze locked ont

idn't have to. The smir

of red wine had ruined her white Valentino dress. And my hu

t jacket. He was beautiful in the

old. Dev

his job. He was protecting the Family alliance. He wa

m fear, but from a rage so hot it fe

ity detail kept them back like a dam holding a flood. He grabbed my

whispered. His voice was low, a

id, my voice dead flat

me toward the armored SUV with an iron grip. "Sofia is a Capo's

nate co

unted to in his world. A line item

as silent. The city blurred

ally slid open into our foy

ly cracking under the pressure. "You promised t

meticulous care. He poured himself a drink, th

etached patience one reser

Sofia went to prison, her father would have started a wa

old my

his mother-and threw it. It shattered against the

r to me, his movements predatory. He towered over me, the

he said. "Grief has

rrational.

ill have Dr. Aris declare you mentally incompetent. I will release your mother

nst my skin, contrasting

lena. And you will stay there unt

an I thought was different from the brute s

ecting me. He

you," I

aid, straightening his tie in t

udy and closed the do

ed like

e shattered vase. I realized then tha

idn't know he had just handed me

ing to the

going