Sophia
The plane was plush, bigger than the one he had taken me on after our wedding, but it had the same air about it. The same kind of luxury that just slapped you in the face. This was the life that Dimitri was used to. He had the money in the bank to not even think twice about hiring a private plane last minute. It would have been mine and Nikolai’s life as well. If things had been different. But it wasn’t our life. I had struggled my entire life. Being the illegitimate daughter of a mobster hadn’t exactly been full of perks. I had run the streets just trying to survive. I had done things that I wasn’t particularly proud of.
Stupid things like steal from the Bratva.
Things that had shaped my life to hat it was now.
But all of that was behind of me. I had put it in the past the mome
