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

The bruises had started to turn green

a lot worse in years past. I’d gotten in a couple of fights when I was a teenager and come out with two black eyes. (You should’ve seen the other guys,

it would

still felt like shit every

going to think I’m the ugliest thing

I knew that wasn’t

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

made me

I felt

Isabella misinterpreted my expression.

you and my father… okay?” she

“No.”

“…oh.”

what her father

daughter. She’s the means to an end

be the point? To make Isabella as

Vicari for a father all her

upset?” I

“Why would

forced to marry

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