Before the Council Named Me Donna
For one year, I believed Matteo De Luca had truly fallen in love with me.
Our marriage began as an alliance, but he held me every night, kissed me before council meetings, and fastened the De Luca Donna brooch at my throat as if I already belonged beside him.
Then his first love, Vanessa Ashford, came back.
Within days, our official ceremony was postponed, her access was added to the Donna wing, and Matteo stopped wearing the family signet he once used to claim me in public.
He said it was council business.
But council business did not leave amber perfume on his skin. It did not sit beside him on a private jet to Palm Beach. And it certainly did not smile from the Donna’s chair while his fri
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