Chiara Volpi was accused of betraying her husband.
Marco could have killed her.
Instead, he banished her.
Stripped of her name, her marriage, and everything she’d ever known, Chiara disappears into the tiny town of No Point. There, waiting tables and answering to no one, she discovers something she never expected.
Freedom.
Then Marco learns the truth.
His wife was innocent.
Now the powerful older man who cast her aside wants her back—and Marco Volpi isn’t accustomed to being told no.
But Chiara has no intention of returning to the husband who destroyed her, or the mafia life she finally escaped. If Marco wants another chance, he’ll have to prove he’s willing to give up more than his pride.
He’ll have to give up everything.
Leaving the Bove mafia is nearly impossible. Surviving the price of freedom might be even harder.
But Marco already lost his wife once.
He won’t lose her again.
Excerpt:
Learning the ropes at the diner was not hard, but getting Chiara’s attention for longer than two minutes seemed to be the hardest. Marco never had to work this hard to get a woman’s attention. He must have gotten a little cocky in expecting it.
The other waitress, Heather, also seemed quite a bit withdrawn. The bruise around her eye had finally come out, and he recalled how flirty she was the first time he met her. Right now, she didn’t flirt. He’d also overheard a couple of the customers talk to Rosemary, to see if there was anything wrong with her.
Life at the trailer park was … slow. It was still hot as freaking hell, and he had to walk so many dogs, and Chiara didn’t always give him the time of day. However, what he did do well was go and adopt the rest of the dogs she planned for the two of them to have.
There was no winning. After a full week of trying to break down her barriers, it was a Friday night, and he looked across at her trailer, where she’d left for the night. They shared food every day. Chiara cooked three times for the two of them, while he ordered takeout the other times.
Chiara worked every single day, from Monday to Sunday. The hours were different on a Sunday and Monday, but the rest of the week was manic.
Pulling out his cell phone, he made his way into his trailer but stayed by the door so he could keep an eye on her. He didn’t want her to leave. Angelo answered on the third ring.
“Is this good news to tell me you’re on your way back?” Angelo asked.
“No, I need to know what else your daughter would like from me.”
There was silence.
“Angelo, this is not working.”
“You’re the one who arranged to have her hurt,” Angelo said. “It is going to take a little more than a week to break down her walls.”
Marco cursed. He didn’t have a lot of time.
“Look, for now, I’ve got it covered here, and when I need you, I’ll call. Until then, do what you can to bring our girl back.”
“What am I missing?” Marco asked.
“Patience?” Angelo said, and hung up.
He had a feeling something was going on back home, but Angelo didn’t want to worry him. He turned off his cell phone and saw it was now a little after nine, and if he hoped to have a good night’s sleep, he needed to walk the dogs. All of them.
He grabbed the leads, and as he stepped out, he turned to look toward Chiara’s trailer. He was not going to pass up an opportunity to spend time with her. He slapped his hand on the door and waited.
Chiara opened, still wearing a pair of shorts and a crop top.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“I need help.”
“Marco Volpi is admitting he needs help?” she asked.
He held up the dog leads. “There are a lot of dogs, and this will go a lot easier with you. The dogs like you, and please, I just need help.” And it would be a good hour, maybe two, where he’d be able to keep her in his company.
She let out a giggle, especially as Poodles seemed to know what he wanted, and wriggled his little butt right on over. Then of course, the rest of the pack of dogs came over. He didn’t know if a litter of dogs could even be called a pack. They were not wolves. Either way, he looked at her, with a smile and a bunch of leads.
She stepped out of her trailer with a smile he hadn’t seen on her face in forever. She looked absolutely stunning and completely stole his breath away. He had to force himself to hold out the dog leads for her, and they spent the next ten minutes getting them prepared and ready.
“Did you get the poop bags?” she asked.
“Poop bags?”
“That is one of the reasons we have to take them for a walk. To let them do their business.”
Again, another chuckle, and he immediately went into his trailer, handing her the leads, as he grabbed the bag of poop bags he needed to use so his dogs didn’t foul everywhere. Perhaps getting a bunch of dogs before wooing your wife back hadn’t exactly been the best idea.
Chiara fell in line beside him, and then he reevaluated the situation and knew without the dogs, his wife wouldn’t even look at him.
For several minutes, as they made their way out of the trailer park, they walked in silence. Marco didn’t want to spoil their time together by saying something stupid. He needed to come up with small talk. Throughout their short marriage, Chiara had always been the one who had something to say.
“This weather is a fucking nightmare,” he said.
“Yeah, it’s boiling, but I did see a weather report the other day that suggested by the end of next week, we’re going to start getting colder weather. You’re not going to be able to leave the dogs outside when it gets colder. They’re going to need somewhere warm.”
“Duly noted.”
Chiara stopped. “Why don’t you go home? You’ve got staff who can handle the dogs, and you’ve got your life to get back to.”
“I’m not going without you.”
“Marco, you and I … this is never going to happen.”
He took a step closer to her. “I fucked up. I know I did, and you’re not going to believe how sorry I am. I know it is going to take a lot more than saying ‘I’m sorry’ for you to forgive me, and I accept that. You’re mine, Chiara, and I’m not giving up on you. I’m not giving up on this.”
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There, waiting tables and answering to no one, she discovers something she never expected.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eFreedom.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eThen Marco learns the truth.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eHis wife was innocent.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eNow the powerful older man who cast her aside wants her back—and Marco Volpi isn’t accustomed to being told no.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eBut Chiara has no intention of returning to the husband who destroyed her, or the mafia life she finally escaped. If Marco wants another chance, he’ll have to prove he’s willing to give up more than his pride.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eHe’ll have to give up everything.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eLeaving the Bove mafia is nearly impossible. Surviving the price of freedom might be even harder.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eBut Marco already lost his wife once.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eHe won’t lose her again.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eExcerpt:\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eLearning the ropes at the diner was not hard, but getting Chiara’s attention for longer than two minutes seemed to be the hardest. Marco never had to work this hard to get a woman’s attention. He must have gotten a little cocky in expecting it.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eThe other waitress, Heather, also seemed quite a bit withdrawn. The bruise around her eye had finally come out, and he recalled how flirty she was the first time he met her. Right now, she didn’t flirt. He’d also overheard a couple of the customers talk to Rosemary, to see if there was anything wrong with her.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eLife at the trailer park was … slow. It was still hot as freaking hell, and he had to walk so many dogs, and Chiara didn’t always give him the time of day. However, what he did do well was go and adopt the rest of the dogs she planned for the two of them to have.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eThere was no winning. After a full week of trying to break down her barriers, it was a Friday night, and he looked across at her trailer, where she’d left for the night. They shared food every day. Chiara cooked three times for the two of them, while he ordered takeout the other times.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eChiara worked every single day, from Monday to Sunday. The hours were different on a Sunday and Monday, but the rest of the week was manic.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003ePulling out his cell phone, he made his way into his trailer but stayed by the door so he could keep an eye on her. He didn’t want her to leave. Angelo answered on the third ring.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“Is this good news to tell me you’re on your way back?” Angelo asked.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“No, I need to know what else your daughter would like from me.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eThere was silence.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“Angelo, this is not working.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“You’re the one who arranged to have her hurt,” Angelo said. “It is going to take a little more than a week to break down her walls.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eMarco cursed. He didn’t have a lot of time.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“Look, for now, I’ve got it covered here, and when I need you, I’ll call. Until then, do what you can to bring our girl back.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“What am I missing?” Marco asked.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“Patience?” Angelo said, and hung up.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eHe had a feeling something was going on back home, but Angelo didn’t want to worry him. He turned off his cell phone and saw it was now a little after nine, and if he hoped to have a good night’s sleep, he needed to walk the dogs. All of them.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eHe grabbed the leads, and as he stepped out, he turned to look toward Chiara’s trailer. He was not going to pass up an opportunity to spend time with her. He slapped his hand on the door and waited.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eChiara opened, still wearing a pair of shorts and a crop top.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“What’s wrong?” she asked.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“I need help.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“Marco Volpi is admitting he needs help?” she asked.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eHe held up the dog leads. “There are a lot of dogs, and this will go a lot easier with you. The dogs like you, and please, I just need help.” And it would be a good hour, maybe two, where he’d be able to keep her in his company.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eShe let out a giggle, especially as Poodles seemed to know what he wanted, and wriggled his little butt right on over. Then of course, the rest of the pack of dogs came over. He didn’t know if a litter of dogs could even be called a pack. They were not wolves. Either way, he looked at her, with a smile and a bunch of leads.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eShe stepped out of her trailer with a smile he hadn’t seen on her face in forever. She looked absolutely stunning and completely stole his breath away. He had to force himself to hold out the dog leads for her, and they spent the next ten minutes getting them prepared and ready.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“Did you get the poop bags?” she asked.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“Poop bags?”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“That is one of the reasons we have to take them for a walk. To let them do their business.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eAgain, another chuckle, and he immediately went into his trailer, handing her the leads, as he grabbed the bag of poop bags he needed to use so his dogs didn’t foul everywhere. Perhaps getting a bunch of dogs before wooing your wife back hadn’t exactly been the best idea.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eChiara fell in line beside him, and then he reevaluated the situation and knew without the dogs, his wife wouldn’t even look at him.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eFor several minutes, as they made their way out of the trailer park, they walked in silence. Marco didn’t want to spoil their time together by saying something stupid. He needed to come up with small talk. Throughout their short marriage, Chiara had always been the one who had something to say.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“This weather is a fucking nightmare,” he said.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“Yeah, it’s boiling, but I did see a weather report the other day that suggested by the end of next week, we’re going to start getting colder weather. You’re not going to be able to leave the dogs outside when it gets colder. They’re going to need somewhere warm.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“Duly noted.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eChiara stopped. “Why don’t you go home? You’ve got staff who can handle the dogs, and you’ve got your life to get back to.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“I’m not going without you.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003e“Marco, you and I … this is never going to happen.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif;\"\u003eHe took a step closer to her. “I fucked up. I know I did, and you’re not going to believe how sorry I am. I know it is going to take a lot more than saying ‘I’m sorry’ for you to forgive me, and I accept that. You’re mine, Chiara, and I’m not giving up on you. 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