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rushing grass from my dress, my movements stiff. Liliana clung to my leg, her small body trembling. This wa

, though her eyes danced with triumph. She ran a perfectly manicured hand over the diamond necklace sp

our finances. I knew this wasn't something he could a

't say

around the cold, sharp edges of the

pped the necklace from her thr

y hand and let the glittering piece fall into a nea

do you think

my arm like talons. His face was dark with rage. "She'

id, my voice dangerously quiet. "Money you seem to

anger directed at me, ran tow

ront of her and shoved her, hard. She stumbl

y!" Leo declared, p

wn daughter. Instead, his hand landed protectively o

d then his cold eyes met mine. In front of a dozen member

d is this

estion of her bloodline. Don Vitali's own granddaug

e could feel the frantic beating of my heart. I looked

led, but every

ther ju

before his signature sneer returned. Beside him, Cass

my daughter, leaving the ghost of

phone lit up. It was a message from Gia Bellucci, my father's m

belonging to Cassandra. A picture of a brand-new Maserat

ils me. Thank you to my m

ts below, was a single r

nt to be spent on peo