HIS RUTHLESS REDEMPTIONChapter 166
HIS RUTHLESS REDEMPTION
Chapter 166
Chapter 166
Isabella’s POV
Florence always had a way of welcoming me back gently.
The moment the car crossed the Arno and the familiar skyline unfolded with the Duomo rising proudly above the city, terracotta roofs glowing under the afternoon sun, something in my chest eased.
This was home. Not Sicily. Not even New York City where I’d spent most of
Florence had always been my place.
my early life.
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