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

a bad Halloween mask. The bruises had started to turn green

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

it would

I still felt like shit every time I looked

to think I’m the

knew that wasn’t

the hottest guy

made me think of losing

suddenly I felt worse

Isabella misinterpreted my expression.

you and my father…

“No.”

“…oh.”

thought about telling her what her father had said about

shit about my daughter. She’s the means to

point? To make Isabella as miserable

had Don Vicari for a father all her life. That was

upset?” I asked

frowned. “Why would

to marry me in

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