248. Diego
In my entire life, I have never thought that a woman could make me this vulnerable, let alone bring me to my knees, shaking, sobbing into her arms. But here I was.
And the worst part? It didn’t even surprise me anymore. Everything seemed possible where and when Claudia was concerned.
In the world of the mafia, weakness was a death sentence. It was drilled into us from the moment we stepped into this life: never show pain, never let them see you bleed, never show them your tears. I lived by that code like it was the only religion I knew. I held myself together through blood, betrayal, and loss. Nothing had ever shaken me enough to break me. Not even when Sofia, my fated mate, was killed.
She had seen me in love, seen me fight, seen me kill for her. But she had never seen me l
