جميع فصول : الفصل

A year passed before Luca found me.I’d built a quiet life in the Italian quarter of Buenos Aires, far from the gunsmoke and blood feuds of Sicily. I’d taken my mother’s maiden name, Russo, and opened a tiny, sun-dappled café called Limone, its shelves lined with jars of lemon preserves made from seeds I’d brought with me from the gnarled tree at the derelict country estate. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t a Don’s shadow, not a hidden mistress. I was just Lina: the woman who baked cannoli every morning.I was free.Luca had crossed hell to get here. Banned for life from leaving the EU by Interpol, he’d burned through every last thread of the Vitali family’s South American underworld connections, forged a fake identity, and smuggled himself across the ocean just to find me. For a year, he’d asked for the woman who could run a casino blindfolded, who’d loved a broken, mute Don for seven years. He walked into my café on a rainy Tuesday afternoon, the bell above the door tink