Cassandra Leone:-
I was stepping out of the study, while the men were doing their job in cleaning the dead bodies, when I heard my husband walk in with a foul mood, which turned more than just foul when he saw dead bodies lying in his study room with my blades still on them.
"Dios! What in the f*****g hell happened in my study?" he demanded, looking around the area. His eyes landed on his father first, who stood in his place, proud and arrogant as always, with a glass of whiskey in his hand, and pointed at me.
"Don't look at me, look at your wife. It's her mess," he announced, "Instead of accepting the truce, she announced to go on a war with two Mafia clans."
"What did you do this time, amore?" he asked with a sigh as he approached and asked me, "Are you alright? How are you feeling n
