The Mafia's Reluctant Bride
Chapter 18
~~ROMANO MANSION~~ 2pm
Luna stood in front of the television, her breathing ragged, her fingers trembling. The press conference was still playing—Anna, smiling, radiant beside Alessandro. The camera zoomed in on their hands, their rings, the way he looked at her like she belonged to him.
That should have been her.
"AHHHHH!" Luna screamed, hurling the remote at the floor with a sharp crack. It shattered into pieces.