THEY MOCKED THE MAFIA BOSS FOR MARRYING A HEAVYSET ACCOUNTANT—THEN SHE DESTROYED THE MEN SENT TO KILL HIM

completely absurd among the crocheted throw pillows and secondhand lamps.

“They will mock you,” Lucas said bluntly.

Briana sat across from him with her hands folded in her lap.

“I assumed.”

“They will call you names. They will say I married beneath me. They will say I married a pig.”

Her face did not change.

Lucas watched her carefully.

“But in my house,” continue reading …