Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 88

The next couple of days were horrible.

I couldn’t leave the property; I couldn’t contact Cat; and I was about to lose all my freedom in just a few days.

The only thing that was even halfway comforting was Isabella.

I saw her and Ludavica often. I would run across both of them in the gardens as I paced, trying to keep my worry and hatred at bay. They were always reading, every single time.

Isabella looked up from her book with a compassionate wince. “Things pretty bad?”

“You have no idea,” I muttered.

“I’m sorry,” she said kindly.

I sat down on the bench next to her and Ludavica.

Since the whole conversation with Don Vicari about Your daughter doesn’t want to marry me, I noticed he’d become a lot more lax about chaperones breathing down our necks.

Or maybe it was because the wedding was just 72 hours away.

Six of one, half a dozen of the other.

“Your face is looking a lot better,” Isabella said.

“Thanks,” I mumbled.

of her to

looked like a bad Halloween mask. The bruises had started to turn green and purple, and

lot worse in years past. I’d gotten in a couple of fights when I

would

I still felt like shit every time I looked

to think I’m the ugliest thing she’s

knew that

still the hottest guy she’d ever seen. She was a sweetheart that

made me

felt

Isabella misinterpreted my expression.

my father…

“No.”

“…oh.”

her father had

the means to an end to get

would be the point? To make Isabella

Vicari for a father all her life.

you upset?” I asked

“Why would

forced to marry me in

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