KIRA’S POV
"We're here, ma'am." The driver's voice snapped me out of my spiraling thoughts.
I looked up and took in the grand mansion in front of me, a house I knew all too well. This was Paulo Vasillios's estate, but after Adrian's inauguration, it now belonged to my father.
According to Romano, when the blood treaty between our families is fulfilled, there are benefits for both sides that each Don must provide. I guess this house was part of my father's share.
I knew every inch of the estate, especially since I had spent every holiday here after my kidnapping.
Dylan lived in the U.S. but would always return to Italy for the holidays as a way to strengthen the bond between our families.
My father often let me accompany him, and I'd spend those holidays here, living a life far remote
