ログインElena hoped the little wolf was okay, and that it forgave her for leaving so suddenly. Surely, Massimo would take good care of it?Massimo sent Elena so many presents. He was trying to be sweet yet ended up being incredibly showy, too—in a way only Massimo could be.Elena was happy but also conflict
It was late, so Elena wasn't surprised that Noah and Sloane had already headed to bed for the night. She was a little disappointed though. Seeing them would've brightened her mood—plus they might've known why there were a bunch of packages for Elena.But since Elena was alone, there was only one way
Massimo was impressed. Lucilla must have despised having to testify against Massimo—and by extension, the mafia—in order to protect her father. So she made sure such a situation wouldn't happened again, at least not without plenty of warning.She really was a resourceful woman. No wonder Elena had b
Massimo was finishing up mafia work when Lucilla Abano stopped by."Your advisor, Consigliere Luca, let me in," Lucilla explained, "but if you're busy, I can return later."Maybe a few months ago, Massimo would've taken the easy escape and sent Lucilla away—but that was back when she had tried to fl
"Well, if he's not exhibiting any symptoms, I can't do anything about that," Elena said slowly. She turned to JJ. "Your ears are good, so I'll be checking your eyes now, okay?"Elena had just turned on the pen light when Jack immediately began protesting."You can't shine a light that bright into a
Though Elena was a little unnerved, she did her best to hide her surprise. Though Jack had seemingly doubted Elena's expertise, he had apparently specifically requested her to do his son's yearly physical—maybe he didn't agree with his parents' views as much as he appeared to?Elena looked down at t
"Yes," Elena quickly replied. "I'm free to see the two of you!"She couldn't believe it. Her husband had actually agreed to see her! And with Mr. Fabio there, Elena was confident she could plead her case—maybe she wouldn't be divorced after all!"Excellent," Mr. Fabio replied just as cheerily. "Then
Fabio drank from one of the French tea cups slowly. "This must be very important," he said. "You almost never ask for my advice—and never in person."Massimo didn't let a single emotion show on his face. He needed to be strictly professional in front of his grandfather."I want to divorce my wife,"
Elena wanted to beam at how excellently her boss had handled the situation—by bringing his personal doctor and offering her availability for emergencies, he had both shown off his generosity and called Tyler's preparations into question. But Elena didn't have the time to spare.She needed to be comp
Massimo's voice had almost sounded afraid.Elena quickly got dressed, grabbed her medical bag, and caught a taxi to the Ferraro estate. It was eerily quiet as she ran through the mansion. She didn't see a single mafia man or servant.Elena opened the doors to Massimo's office and was greeted by a gr







