Chapter 40

Sergio got into the limousine and sat down beside Rosana, his presence dominating the vehicle. Their bodies were slightly touching and it caused heat to bubble in her veins. Her throat felt dried and her heart wouldn't stop thumping against her ribcage.

She gulped and looked out of the window, remembering the first time they sat together in a vehicle. That was immediately after they had exchanged their vows with no celebration, no music, no dance, no nothing. He had waltzed her away just like that.

She hated him so much and couldn't look at him without seeing a monster staring right back at her. For months, she fought him and tried to escape his hell but now, here she was, living the life. In a few hours, she was going to be one of them, she was going to be announced Queen of the Mafia.

"What are you thinking so hard about, Bambolina?"

Rosana snapped out of her thoughts and inhaled sharply before turning to look at him. "Nothing!"

"I can tell you are lying" he said, his voice frig