Owned By My Mafia Brother-in-law
Even in his unconscious state, his presence grounded me, reminding me that despite everything, we’d made it through.
The quiet was interrupted by the sharp click of heels against the sterile tile floor. I turned to see her—Rosie—standing in the doorway. She was impeccably dressed as always, her hair perfectly styled, her lips painted in a deep, confident red. Her gaze swept over the room before settling on me, her expression cool but calculating.
“Sancia,” she said, her voice sweet but laced with something sharper. “I thought I might find you here.”
I stood, releasing Vincenzo’s hand and squaring my shoulders. “What are you doing here, Rosie?”
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