Fallen From Grace [Married to the Mafia Novel]
To that, Luca has no answer and leaves me alone to wallow in self-doubt until the meetings start and I plaster on my best smile.
Three hours and two meetings later, Luca drives Dante and me to a lunch meeting with another one of Dante’s business associates.
It’s silent inside the car, with Dante busy reviewing some documents so I stare out the window, and watch as buildings pass in a blur.
“That wasn’t so hard now, was it?”
I didn’t expect the question but I’m grateful for the distraction, knowing exactly what Luca is talking about. Despite myself, I flash him a tired smile. But he’s right. Things really went smoothly and as planned, but it’s tiring playing the pretty little trophy wife.
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