The Mafia Princess's Forbidden Desire

it in the closet. She walked by, holding a pair of

cried. The last time was at our grandfather's funeral when s

North Korea. Pick one," she

pecially with that swimsuit.

ed about her future husband

itcase, her face falling. "

ars forming. "But I love my costumes! What about

h Korea will let yo

e bed, groaning.

, wiping her tears. "I have an Al

e you p

smiled, and it was goo

ck dress in her closet and put it on

she said flatly. I soften

etting married. If he won't see

t her or just move on. "Okay," she

brary, and bumped into someone solid and warm.

, and the hallwa

a black tie, looking powerful in the narrow hall. He held a cell phone, probably on

tand there and stare, or

re at you?" The words slipped out before I co

. I stepped back. He looked amused, like I had ente

me reason, I felt free from it around

eman would apologize aft

're assuming," h

umption," I repli

p back. He glanced at my pink heels, stud

were a perfect ge

perfect g

choice?" He didn't answer,

ou don't want

me intensely. "Alright, well... I'll see you later." I tried t

's interests, sizes, and an

mall and out of place. I cou

"I'll give you the list at the engagement p

uckles. "I thought the Abellis could afford more than a f

own to my fingers. "See you at lunch, Milene," he said, walking off. I leaned against th

re my family gathered. My mom's rose bushes looked beautiful, the chairs were

freely. "The cop didn't even t

ipped her wine. I wondered what their relationship was, but I knew they did

She ate her pasta without twisting it and didn'

d and annoyed. He was good-looking but had a wild side

air. Gianna quickly changed the subject to horse racing, and everyone joined

I felt a bit cowardly for being glad I didn't have to sit near Salvatore. I was a polite hos

y. He looked good in a way that fit Adriana's style-tan skin, almos

from under his shirt, stretching from his shoul