Goodbye to My Don
Sienna, covered in kiss marks, leaned against Vincenzo’s chest as if marking her territory.
Meanwhile, I lay in a hospital bed, hooked to an IV, drugged, stitched up, and hanging by a thread.
At that moment, Renato Moretti—the original Don of the Moretti empire—still didn’t know the full truth.
“Isabella,” he said gently, “Vincenzo… he’s a good kid at heart.
“You’ve been together so many years. Why not give him another chance? As long as I’m here, no one can take your place in this family.”