Read to find out how Kiara Dawnes goes from a waitress in Los Angeles to the Queen of an empire and what her future holds.
THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE BOOK!!
This book is for ages 18+ & contains MATURE content:
Bad language
Mental & physical abuse
Steamy...
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"Comincia ad assomigliare sempre di più a Dario." (He begins to look more and more like Dario.) My smile dropped as soon as Dario's mother made mention of him.
"He's gotten so big." She cooed at Matteo.
Matteo has indeed grown. I can't believe I'm a mother of a six month old. I've been spending alot of time—in fact all of my time with him lately. Dario has us on a tight leash and rightfully so.
Two months ago, around the time I lost my baby. Dario apparently thought it a good idea to kill Milana. While I am not against it, I am against sending her back to the De Lucas in pieces. That in itself was just beyond brutal.
The Dr Lucas wasted no time in retaliating for her death and in the process ended up killing his father—the previous Don to the Romano Mafia. Dario never shed a tear, at least not infront of me. It had me wondering if this man was truly as heartless as I imagined. Maybe there is nothing but a hole in his chest because he didn't even shed a tear at the funeral. I cried like a baby when my mother died and we never really had a relationship but this was just different. I can't even say that's what surprised me the most. Instead it's the lack of emotion among all brothers at the loss of their father. They spent most of their time planning attacks and even focusing on their dealings which seem to be going unaffected during all of this war.
As for Dario and I, it turns out that God is on my side for once. Dario never did find out that I was pregnant or he would've definitely punished me—probably killed me. It never came up once and boy was I grateful. We still haven't had sex but I can imagine that he has been getting his needs elsewhere which I could not be any less bothered by. Less time around that man is always a bonus for me no matter how good he is in bed. I needed a detox from him anyway.
Onto brighter things, my restaurant was finally completely a few days ago but I haven't been able to get an appropriate time to speak to Dario about it just yet. I know today is his birthday so hopefully the man has some spare time during his busy schedule.
"Devi essere orgoglioso" (You must be proud) what is the old hag going on about now lord?
"Proud about what?" I found myself entertaining her conversation.
"Your life of course. You came from nothing and now look at you. You're a billionaire and married to the most powerful man in Italy. You're covering magazines and have become a fashion icon to many. Every outfit you wear gets documented and critiqued. Then let's not forget that generous gift my son got you—my husband may not have been in agreement with the restaurant but I think it's a nice gesture." Her husband wasn't in agreement with anything that had to do with me but I chose not to comment on that. This woman really thought what I had was an accomplishment. Does she not know all that I endure behind all of that?
"If that's how you see it." I said not meeting her gaze.
"Ofcourse child, you just need to be a better wife or Dario will never stop seeing these other women. Lord knows I had a tough time with his father at your age." So she knows she made an ain't shit son afterall? What makes her think I want to be the perfect trophy wife for Dario Romano anyway. He can stay far away from my son and I as far as I'm concerned.
