“What is it, Gianna?” he bit out. “Birth control pills.” “Why do you have them?” “Birth control.” Antonio’s eyes blazed with anger, like two flames in the dark. We were devotedly Catholic, and birth control was frowned upon by the Church. But I knew what bothered him even more was that he wanted another child. Another son to rule his empire. “How long?” I looked him straight in the eye. “Since the day we were married.”
