Twisted Pride (The Camorra Chronicles, #3)

by Cora Reilly

“One year and four months,” Adamo muttered, glaring up at my uncle.

word. “They are meant to hold their heads high, not be ashamed for who they are. They aren’t meant to bow, aren’t meant to live in the shadows. They are meant to rule. They are Falcones. They belong in Las Vegas where their names carry power and respect. They are meant to rule at the side of the cruelest, bravest man I know. Their father.”

My lips brushed his lightly. “How strong are you, Remo Falcone?” “Strong enough to take you and our children home where you all belong, Angel.”

I’d never cared for any woman, except for Kiara maybe, but that was a different kind of caring.