Callum's POV
“Cal, we’ve found her. She’s heading to Ponte di Adrano,” Zaleo informed, handing a helmet to me. “Father would teach her a hell of a lesson if he finds out what she’s done. Do you want him to know?"
“To hell with him if he finds out. She’s mine to punish as I see fit."
Ophelia would be doomed once I got my hands on her. How dare she run away from me tonight—again? On this important night, when I would be introducing her to the famiglia, she dared to run. If not for the tracker in her ring, I would have been screwed.
I didn’t give a f**k about the shame this would bring me if the news of my wife running away right under my claws got out. I was angered by the thought of her getting hurt anyway. She didn’t know anywhere in Italy, and she had run like an i***t.
Gale, that f*
