The news that Cristiano Vitelli’s wife was in the headlines had Vittorio furious. He didn’t want to argue about it at home, so he waited until they were in the office. Vittorio stood over Cristiano, hands on the desk. “What were you thinking when you did this?” he snapped. “Why did you go to her college and announce she’s your wife? Now it’s everywhere.”Cristiano stayed unnervingly calm. “I know what I’m doing, Father.”“Do you?” Vittorio barked. “Was it wise to reveal her identity? Do you understand what that means? They’ll be coming for her any day now.”Cristiano’s jaw tightened. He didn’t answer instantly.“I am not a kid, Father. Don’t worry — nothing’s going to happen. Why would they come after her just because I married her? And if you’re so worried, why did you make me marry her?” Cristiano snapped, irritation flickering across his face, but doing nothing to calm his father.Vittorio stared at his son for a long, hard minute. His jaw tightened. The words came out low and cli
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