Christina's POV
I understand as I look at the man standing at the door. Cristiano is a very handsome man. He's tall and dark, and I want him, but I know he will never look at me. I also instantly know that my husband Alessandro is dead. I am not going to give up this easily. I will not give up our chances to become the Godfather of England. I burst into tears. I have to keep this act up to maintain the sympathy of the Dons and Donnas.
"Where is Alessandro? What did you do to him? Did you kill him?" I cry.
"What my family did has nothing to do with you. I want to know what the hell you are doing here. And why are you trying to make my people believe I am terrible? Why don't you tell him about what Alessandro and his mother did? That's right. My grandmother was still alive. She had plast
