Brinda
Francesco pushed me till my back hit the wall behind and I whimpered as I tried to free my neck from his firm hold.
“I was just…” My voice trailed off as tears clogged my eyes. Not because of the pain Francesco is inflicting on me but because of Peter's betrayal.
Why?
Why did Peter do that? He was alive yet he did not bother to tell me. He survived falling the cliff but he is planning to kill me. Why had I fallen in love with such a man?
Mafia?
Yes, mafia. How did Peter turn out to be Marshall? How come he is the don of the Fernandez's family? What was his connection to the Mafia world when we were together? Was his love and everything we shared all a lie?
“You were just what?” Francesco questioned. “You couldn't accomplish a simple task. And for what? Just because of yo
