ra

he suddenly quiet ballroom. "Dante, s

e. A muscle jumped in his jaw. "My Consigliere will handle it," he sai

ld against the prying eyes of his rivals. He draped his jacket over my shoulders when a chill swept through

spelling my name in glittering light that burned for an agoni

nte dismissed his Capos. "Tonigh

nsole between us. He glanced at it, and the charade shattered. He slammed

ed, his voice tight and unnatural. "Yo

ay, my own phone lit up. A text. For a foolish second, my heart leaped, but the name on the sc

Vance at the water

n my bones. I hailed a cab an

Their voices, carried on the damp air, reached me before

car, kissing her with a hunger he hadn't shown me since I

Sienna whispered, h

seat, and the car began to rock

The last ember of hope I'd been foolishly clutchin

lked

onged to me. A book of poetry. A faded photograph of me and Luca as a baby. I had no

ll face contorted with a rage that was terrify

reamed, and he threw the co

red across my white dress, my f

, hand-sewn doll I had made for him just before the

se love had been stolen from me. The pain was so immens

e eerily calm. "Sienna will be