Chapter 10

NICOLE

A week had passed after that torrential event that took place in the mansion.

Up till now, just the thought of what took place that uneventful night still shook me to my bones. I struggled to get the image of Raphael's bleeding shoulder out of my head.

Seeing how ruthless Armani was to his own grandchildren made me realise how frightening Raphael's childhood would have been.

I felt so sorry for Raphael. He grew up in harsh conditions. Though filthy rich, he was already burdened up with life responsibilities as a child.

Getting initiated into a mafia from a young age without having the tiniest clue of what he was getting himself into proved to be so fatal for his childhood.

I found myself praying so fervently for my dear husband. I truly didn't like seeing him in pain.

It broke me into agonising pieces watching him bleed so much that night.

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