“You’re showing weakness,” he scorns. “Cabrinis don’t show weakness.” He may have helped me fight for her role, but the marriage blindsided him. It’s a simple matter of changing his perspective. I need to convince him this union furthers his plans. “I beg to differ, Grandfather. To be married to one of the most powerful women in the world, I’m showing my dominance. The Cabrini influence will be stretched to a second seat now.” The truth of that hits a chord, singing to his autocratic spirit. His timbre softens in spite of the threat he delivers. “She’ll be loyalty tested now too.”
Im fuckibg scared what the fu k is going to happen
