SELVAGGIA
“My wife.”
“She is not part of our brotherhood, and she doesn't have the bloodlines or connections to help our family expand,” Vittorio muttered, his voice dropping into a whisper, a vicious bite behind his words. “Why on earth would you discard the alliance I arranged for you for a common stripper whore?”
My vision went instantly narrow. A violent impulse flared in my chest, and my knuckles itched to slam directly into his arrogant face. Instead, I slowly curled my fist flat against my thigh, my eyes darkening as I locked gazes with him.
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