"Spread those legs wider, Sophia. This is my will, and in this family, everyone does as I say. You will be no different." Don Vito's voice was a low rumble, laced with authority that brooked no argument.
His massive frame loomed over Sophia on the bed in his private study, the room heavy with the scent of aged leather and cigar smoke.
Sophia's heart pounded in her chest, a mix of terror and confusion swirling inside her. She was just twenty four, an outsider to the underworld. When she got engaged to Marco, the man she loved more than life itself, she didn't know he was a mafia prince. By the time she found out, she was already too hopelessly in love with him to change anything.
How had she ended up here, alone with his father, the infamous mafia boss who ruled the city with an iron
