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CHIARAFour weeks later, I officially became Mrs. Isabella Romano, the Donna of the Romano family.The wedding was not what I had expected. It took place in an old Catholic chapel on a Sunday morning in New York City. There was no one else there, just my husband, four guests, and a priest. It was also my first time meeting Don Salvatore Romano. Everything happened in a flash before my eyes, like a bad movie I fast-forwarded just to get to the ending. I struggled to accept the reality of marrying a man old enough to be my father, yet I maintained calm composure throughout the ceremony.When it was time for us to kiss, I finally turned to face the man who was now my husband. For a man pushing towards his fifties, Don Salvatore Romano was incredibly fit and handsome in a suit. He had neatly combed black hair with a bit of grey at the side of his temples, which oddly complemented the trim beard that framed his chiseled jaw. His bleak, honey-brown eyes bore into me as he leaned in to kiss

CHIARABy the time we reached the Romano estate, I was nearly asleep.Maybe it was exhaustion from the earlier incident, or my emotional distress, but my feet felt heavy when I came down from the car with my daughter. She wobbled as soon as her feet touched the ground, but a pair of strong arms caught her before I could.Stefano lifted her off the ground like she weighed nothing, holding her close to his chest before he gestured for me to go inside.Turning around towards the large building, I tried not to grimace at the prospect of entering the Romano mansion. Everything was new here, and the fact that I had no allies here made it even worse. The atmosphere alone felt different from home. The guards stationed outside watched everything with cold precision, and the silence around the mansion carried a tension that made my skin prickle.Yet, I forced myself to move forward until one of the guards opened the door for me. The inside of the mansion was exactly the same as the exterior. Gr

CHIARAA cold chill spread down my spine as I watched Bianca finally succeed in pulling Stefano off Riccardo. He shrugged off her hand before straightening his form and adjusting his suit like nothing happened. Another woman in a maid’s uniform appeared with two guards outside the door. They didn’t react, simply watching the scene like it was a documentary, which made things even worse.Because this meant that this wasn’t the first time Riccardo had done this.Stefano stepped forward to grab his cousin by the collar before shoving him at the guards. “Take him away from my sight.”The guards didn’t waste any time dragging Riccardo away, leaving my daughter and me with Stefano, Bianca, and the housekeeper. The silence that settled over the room felt suffocating.After Riccardo was gone, Stefano took a menacing step towards me, his eyes cold as ice. “I thought I told you to lock the door.”Instinctively, I moved away from him. His voice remained soft, but I had heard that tone too many