Chapter 82. Show My Weakness

The aftermath of such a violent internal conflict left us both emotionally drained. But even as we mourned for those lost and reconciled with those who had been betrayed by their loyalty, one thing remained constant, our love for each other.

As we watched the sun rise over the city, I knew that we had come out of this stronger than ever before. And as Riccardo wrapped his arms around me, I felt a sense of peace and contentment that I hadn’t thought was possible.

Months had passed since the dangerous plot within the mafia, and Riccardo had been working tirelessly to rebuild his organization. But as he poured himself into his work, I couldn’t help but feel distant from him at times. The passion that we had shared in the initial stages of our relationship seemed to have dissipated, replaced by a cold formality.

One night, I decided to make my move. As we lay in bed together, I reached out and took his hand. “Riccardo,” I said softly.

He turned to me, eyes dark w