- Adri Lu... | La Esposa Rechazada Del Cruel Mafioso

"Don't touch my things." "Wear red to the gala." "You're bleeding. Fix it."

He pulls a folded piece of paper from his jacket and tosses it onto my bed.

That was three years ago.

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His thumb brushes my cheekbone. Gentle. Almost tender.

Alessandro steps inside.

Four words. That's already more than his monthly average. "Don't touch my things

I stood beside him in ivory lace, my hands trembling inside silk gloves, while he signed the mafia contract that bound our families. The wedding was a formality. The real ceremony happened afterward: Alessandro's father, Don Ferraro, shaking my father's hand over a table of illegal arms deals.

It's a photograph. Me. Leaving a bookstore in Milan last Tuesday. A red X drawn over my face.

"The Rosetti family made a move tonight," he says. "They killed three of my men. And they sent a message." It looks like you’re asking me to develop

"So what now?" I whisper.

"Because," he says, and his voice drops to a dangerous whisper, "I've spent three years convincing everyone, including myself, that I don't want you. But the Rosetti just threatened what's mine."

I was a fool.