Chapter 42 This Isn't Over
- Alessio
- I stood at the head of the table, my men gathered around, the dim light casting long shadows across the room. The air was thick with smoke and tension. Luca Romano thought he could take from me. He thought he could rewrite history, erase everything I had done to make Becca mine. But he had underestimated me.
- “Here’s the plan.” My voice was cold, steady. “We move in three days.”