The Poison Of Devotion

"𝙃𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙢. "˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀

I knew Leonardo Moretti was dangerous long before I ever became his wife.

At thirty-two, he was already a feared mafia consigliere-brilliant, ruthless, and bound to a wheelchair after an attack that left his legs paralyzed but his power untouched.

I knew the rumors. The blood. The reputation.

What I didn't know was that the most dangerous thing about him would be the way he looked at me-as if he could see every secret I had spent years burying.

I ran from him once.

I knew better than to believe I could run twice.

And when I finally turn around and find him waiting for me, rain dripping from his dark hair, his hands resting calmly on the wheels of his chair, his eyes locked onto mine, I realize I'm not frightened of being found.

I'm frightened of what happens when he finally catches me.

"You really thought I wouldn't find you?"