~VALENTINO’S POV~
I stared at her. Those green eyes, usually soft, curious, a little lost, now blazed with courage.
Fierce and unshakable.
I’d always seen her as naive, innocent, someone tossed into a world far too cruel for her.
But the woman standing in front of me wasn’t the fragile woman I married a few days ago.
She was steel.
She stood between me and my Capo like she wasn’t afraid of the fire burning in our eyes.
And God… it was the most beautiful thing I’d seen all night.
I stepped closer, cupped her jaw with two fingers, forcing her to look up at me.
“Piccola,” I said quietly. “Do you even understand what you’re saying? This is not a fairytale. This is blood and war. You don’t get involved in this world without a price.”
“I already have,” she said firmly.
I clenched my j
