Life in Bellarosa was better than I had expected.The first week was a little difficult to adjust to, but I quickly fell in love with the slow pace, the sea, and the bougainvillea that grew wildly on the street corners.For many years, my life had revolved around Enzo.He set the direction, and I had executed the orders.At that moment, I was alone.There were no missions, no commands, no emergency calls at three in the morning.I rose early each day to exercise, handled some local small businesses, drank coffee with the old men of Bellarosa, and learned the local dialect.With the pace of life easing, my mind settled as well.However, Enzo found me.His eyes were bloodshot. His face was haggard. He had not shaved in days.Gone was the confident, powerful Don of before. He blocked my path. His voice was hoarse like sandpaper. “Amelia.”I sighed and tried to go around him.He grabbed my arm hard as if he wanted to crush my bone. “Why?”“Why what?” “You’re doing this to
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