Chapter 11 - THE QUEEN OF MILAN
One Year Later.
The grand hall of Villa Moretti was filled with laughter. Emma ran across the Persian rug, clutching a brand-new, completely safe blue rabbit, chasing after Matteo, who was entirely too happy to play the role of the losing monster.
I stood by the window, resting a hand on my slightly swelling stomach.
Alessandro stepped up behind me, wrapping his strong arms around my waist and pressing a kiss to my neck. “Are you happy, mia regina?”
“More than I ever thought possible,” I smiled, leaning back against his chest.
May you like
The woman who had once scrubbed these floors was gone. In her place was the undisputed Queen of the Moretti empire, fiercely protected by the most dangerous man in Italy, and surrounded by a family that would burn the world down to keep her safe.
We had walked through the fire, and we had claimed the crown.
