Where the Sky Fell

"Help me fake a private jet crash," I whispered—my only way out from Luca Moretti, the man who supposedly gave up a Mafia empire for love. He built dreamy empires in my name, sent roses weekly, told the world I was his salvation. But love didn't mean loyalty. While I believed in forever, he was building another home—with twin sons who had his eyes. The night I disappeared, his empire burned. He tore cities apart hunting me. But when he finally found me—I no longer loved him enough to stay alive.