Marabella's POV
"What?", I stuttered, staring at my husband's solemn face. "Right now, it's just something that we can use to develop a relationship with them. Which we need. He said that if they don't want to marry, he won't force them", Luca tried to ease the tension in his office. "With everything that just happened?", I yelled. "Piccola, please. Don't yell at me," he asked calmly.
I turned away to silence myself. He's right, no matter my feelings, I should not be yelling at him. It's uncalled-for. "I'm sorry. You are right", I said, using breathing exercises to calm myself down. "It is mafia tradition to marry families this way. Except we are lucky enough that if either of them don't want to marry, they don't have to. Other people don't get that choice. At least she has a chance at
