Mag-log in‘I always thought my wedding - should I ever have one - would be elegant and beautiful, filled with joy and laughter. And whilst this wedding was elegant, it wasn't really mine.’ ~ Dante Rizzo made a big mistake, leading to his rival wanting payback years later in the form of a trophy wife. Out of his four daughters, Rizzo only had the choice of two: an elegant dress-maker or a naive girl who could hardly get a sentence out. But on the day of the wedding, the dress-maker backs out, leaving a new set of options for Rizzo. With the pressure of his rival breathing down his neck, he makes a split decision to switch daughters, and there’s nothing she can do about it.
view moreArmani’s favourite restaurant was more reminiscent of a small town caff. We walked inside together, still holding hands, and took a seat in a corner opposite one another. Although there was another young woman in a similar dress to mine, he looked completely out of place on his casual suit, the closest outfit being a pair of trousers beneath a polo shirt. After just a couple of minutes looking at the menu, a small figure caught my attention beside the table, and a young man asked for our order. The moment Armani looked up at him to answer, there was a soft gasp followed by fast footsteps rushing toward us. Anxiety rose up inside me as an elderly woman came to a stop with her hand on the waiter’s shoulder. “Cartelli,” she said, eyes wide. “You little shit, you haven’t been here in years!”Armani smiled so completely that I was stunned to silence. “Hi, Gigi.”“You’re so grown, my god!” Pulling the young man away, she stepped in front of him and reached out for Armani. He willingly sto
“I-I thought Bill would take me h-home…” I replied as I twisted in my seat to face him. He was striding through the small kitchen watching me in return. His shoulder raised. “Slight change of plans. Olivia’s information requires some fact-checking and that’s not my role here, so I’m free.” “And you’re choosing to spend that time with Rose?” asked Alyssa, a smile to her voice. I didn’t dare glance back, too focused on maintaining a casual expression. In truth, I was pleased he wasn’t going to be working all day again. As an offering, he held out a hand to me and spoke to Alyssa, saying, “Yes, I am. The rest of you bore me.” His eyes flicked to mine questioningly, and I slid my palm onto his. With a gentle, effortless tug, he pulled me to my feet. “Are you and Danny heading home?” Alyssa sighed. “G’s good with the fact-checking, so I’ll hang around until he’s ready to go. What are you planning?” Armani squeezed my hand, which I realised he was still holding. “That depends on
Olivia had to leave shortly after dropping the bombshell that she’d arranged for the Cartellis to meet up with the Yehudas if they chose to, and suddenly I felt more out of place than I had before. I opted to take up an offer from Alyssa to tour the building, most of which belonged to the family except a restaurant on the ground floor and a couple nice apartments above it. I hadn’t noticed it when we arrived. She walked me through all of the offices and facilities, but since Danny had been very quietly walking alongside us, she didn’t dare enter a room she called the armoury. I doubted it really was that but I didn’t want to find out either. Almost two hours later, we came to a stop in a kitchen on the same floor as the main offices, and sat down opposite one another with mugs of coffee clutched between our hands. I’d barely said a word the entire time, as she’d happily explained everything she could about the family and how it operated. It was so alien to me. “So,” she finally
I could not help myself from flinging into Olivia’s arms as she grinned openly at my shock. She wrapped me up completely, the four inches between us seeming far more than it ever had. Realisation of how much I’d missed her and my other sisters quickly settled in but she pulled away too soon. Her gaze was locked across the table at Giorgio, who she wagged a finger at as she said, “I am not a stray, child.”“To us, you are,” he remarked, high-fiving a none the wiser Danny like they were a couple of high school boys. The actual child just smiled on trying to keep up with the conversation clutching at his mother. Olivia didn’t waste much energy on the interaction, taking my face in both hands to squeeze me with a slightly scrunched nose. “I missed you, Rosie. Is this how it’s going to be now you’re married?”I opened my mouth but slammed it shut again. I didn’t know. So far, it seemed I could spend time with Bill and no one else, as we hadn’t really talked about having other people in t












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