~Isabella POV~
I was able to successfully sneak off the Estate to meet Dino. I knew he would be the only one that I could truly trust to help me get Victor back. I ran toward the booth at the back of Betty’s Diner, and I saw Dino. He looked at me and gave me the same questioning face I was used to receiving as a child when I was up to no good, and he teasingly asked, “What are you up to Trouble?”
“Nothing at all,” I said coyly as Dino got out of his seat to give me a big bear hug.
Dino was about six-feet-five-inches tall, muscularly built with rich dark-colored skin and a bald-shaven head. He looked very intimidating on the outside, but I knew him as Mr. Marshmallow. I remember a time when I was much, much younger, as the motherless, unwanted, and unloved daughter of the ruthless mafi
