“You arrogant, worthless fool.” My voice was pure contempt.
It was the first time I had ever shown him such open disdain, and his authority was fatally challenged.
“Alessia, I will never let you disappear from my life again. My only goal today is to bring my woman home.”
“You don’t understand. When I thought you were dead, I almost lost my mind.”
“Rage at me all you want. I, Vito Falcone, will not be defeated.”
He swept me off my feet and threw me over his shoulder, striding toward the exit.
He was still playing the part of the devoted husband, lost in his own self–serving performance.
At this point, I almost pitied him. But for now, I couldn’t break free from his iron grip.
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