Dominic watched as my white gown soaked in wine, turning sheer before fifty leering men.
He threatened to have me stripped bare unless I knelt for his mistress.
He thought he broke a fragile girl, but he forgot I am a Cavallo—the true Principessa.
When he ripped the heirloom from my neck, he didn’t just insult a bride; he triggered a red war.
Now, I’m raining a hundred tankers of crimson death onto his estate.
The humiliated girl is gone.
The Crimson Queen has arrived to deliver your Mafia trial, Dominic.
The Principessa’s Mafia Trial: From A Stripped Bride To A Crimson Queen Chapter 02 The Godfather’s Cruelty I turned back to Dominic. “Explain. Now.” He didn’t even look at me. He was wiping a wine stain off Lucia’s shoulder with his thumb, gentle, careful. “Dom,” I said again. Louder. He finally lifted his head. No […]
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The Principessa’s Mafia Trial: From A Stripped Bride To A Crimson Queen Chapter 01 The Crimson Accident At my engagement feast, Lucia rushed toward me with a giant wine bottle and screamed, “Happy engagement!” “No—” The cork blew before I could finish. Cold red wine shot straight into my chest. The force knocked me back
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