Chapter 47 I Want Him To Find Out

• I thought the worst had passed. I thought Luca’s control had its limits. I was wrong.
• I sat stiffly in the lavish sitting room, my hands clenched in my lap, the weight of the divorce papers still pressing down on me. Luca lounged across from me, completely at ease, swirling a glass of wine like he had all the time in the world.
• “We have much to celebrate, figlia,” he said smoothly, eyes gleaming. “Your future is finally taking shape.”