I back away from Dante as if he carries a contagious disease, but the vast balcony offers no escape. Caesar watches me as though his life depends on it, while Dante makes sure I witness the peak of my own downfall.
My ruin has always been tied to Alexandra, and knowing he intends to keep her under his control forever reduces me to ashes.
“I can't let her escape, piccola. Lorenzo gave me clear orders, and only he has the right to pass judgment on her. You wouldn't want to see me disobey my Capo, would you?”
I'm certain my husband has no idea how deeply his traitors have infiltrated his life, and I know that, to him, killing me would be the least of their concerns. My father will slaughter every last one of them the moment Alexandra is back in his hands.
I meet the gaze of the monster wh
