ログインThe year I turned 19, I met my father's adopted brother, Luca Ferraro, for the first time. He was the most ruthless Don in all of Sicily, and on paper, he was my uncle. That day, he looked into my eyes and couldn't seem to tear his gaze away. From then on, I was his personal assistant by day, never more than a step from his side. By night, he tore my stockings and took me on his desk. For five years, I was his secret lover. He had me wear red dresses and get a rose tattooed on my thigh. He turned me into exactly what he liked best. Then Sofia Russo, the woman he'd never gotten over, came home. He walked out of a meeting with his men to pick her up at the airport. I followed him there and saw the same rose tattoo on that woman's thigh. Only then did I understand who he'd really seen every night as he gripped my waist, breathing hard. An hour earlier, he'd had me on the couch in his office. Now he was gently draping his coat over her shoulders. When Luca saw me, his face darkened, and he pulled me into the alley out back. I demanded an answer. He bit down on his cigar and gave a cold laugh. "Aria, you're the one who said you liked me, that you wanted to be with me. I never said I'd marry you. "You're nothing more than a mistress. Don't think too highly of yourself." I pulled my coat tight to hide the marks he'd left on me, looked down, and texted my father. "Tell the Romano family I agree to the marriage." When I looked up again, I smiled at Luca. "Fine, Don Ferraro. Goodbye, then."
もっと見るA year later, Matteo was there with me for my last skin graft.The dark red rose on my inner thigh was gone for good, and a blue butterfly with its wings spread now covered the old scar.When the tattoo artist put down the needle, Matteo took my hand."Did it hurt?""Much less than getting the old one removed."He bent and kissed my forehead. "Nothing's going to hurt anymore."Luca survived the attack too.The beam had crushed both his legs, so the doctors had to amputate them below the knee. The damage to his spine meant he would never stand again.The Council of Elders seized the chance to strip him of his position as Don and sent him to a monastery on the coast near Naples.Every month, the hospital sent the bills.My father asked if I wanted to stop paying for his treatment. I shook my head.Staying alive was painful enough for Luca.Three years later, in early summer, Matteo and I took our twins, just over three months old, to Piazza Navona.Our daughter slept in the stroller, and
Aria's POV:Six months later, as I was leaving the jewelry workshop alone, a black car pulled up at the curb.The door opened. Two men covered my mouth and nose and dragged me into the back seat.When I woke up again, my hands were tied to a pillar in an abandoned repair yard.Jet fuel was running past my feet, and Sofia stood a few steps away, leaning on a cane.Her wounded foot dragged along the ground, and her face was lit with the thrill of revenge."Matteo wrecked my casino, and Luca crippled my foot."Today I'm going to make them both watch you burn to death.""If you kill me, you won't get away either.""I never planned to get out alive."She raised a torch, and a few of her thugs tipped over the fuel drums.Suddenly a car smashed through the iron gate.Luca got out covered in blood, with a gunshot wound in his left shoulder and another in his stomach.Sofia screamed, "Stop him!"The thugs charged at him with knives. Luca kept firing and, despite the knife wounds, made his way t
Three months after the wedding, Matteo joined forces with several families to go after Luca's business in Sicily.All eight of his money-laundering ports were seized, and at their meeting, the Council of Elders demanded he give up his position as Don."The Romano family has only given us seven days."One of the Elders pushed a file across the table to Luca. "Don, hand over the ports and the arms route, and the Ferraro family can still keep half its assets.""Get out."As soon as the meeting ended, several Frenchmen barged into the estate and slapped a loan agreement down on the table.The debtor named on the contract was Sofia.With interest, the debt came to sixty million euros.The man in charge spoke up. "Ms. Russo put up the Ferraro family's ports as collateral.""Who said you could put my property up as collateral?"Sofia grabbed the contract and flipped through a few pages, and the color drained from her face."These signatures are forged."The Frenchman sneered. "Every transfer
Matteo quickly restored order at the church. All the guards Luca had brought were disarmed, and the ceremony went ahead without any more trouble.Back at the Romano family's castle, I sat on the edge of the rose-covered bed and still hadn't changed out of my wedding dress.Under my skirt, the dark red petals of the tattoo on my inner thigh were marred by a few ugly cuts from the broken glass.When I got it five years ago, I'd thought it was Luca's mark on me.Only now did I understand that this rose had never belonged to me.The door opened. Matteo came in wearing a robe, holding a towel and some scar cream."Does it still hurt?""It's already scabbed over."He knelt on one knee in front of me and cleaned the wound with the warm towel first.When he saw me flinch back without thinking, Matteo stopped at once."Did I hurt you?""No.""Then why did you pull away?"After five years with Luca, I tensed at any intimate touch.Luca never asked if I wanted to.Whenever he wanted it, I had to






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