The Mafia Queen's Vengeance Rise of the Ferrante Heir

The Mancini family had planned a retreat to the coastal safehouse, a rare few days of peace where the entire household would travel together under armed escort. But when Enzo's old neighborhood flame, Rosalia Vitale, caught wind of it, she begged to be included. Without so much as a glance in my direction, Enzo pulled my reserved seat from the Boss's private convoy and handed it to her, arranging instead for me to ride with the foot soldiers on a thirty-six-hour drive through back roads with no escort.

I looked to my in-laws. Not one of them raised a word of objection.