Mama at Belladonna
I buried an empty coffin two years ago—then a mafia boss’s silent little girl smelled my perfume, screamed “MAMA,” and exposed the lie that stole my baby. · Capítulo 1
Sofia was in Damian’s arms, one little shoe kicking against his coat, when she saw Elena at the front of Belladonna and went rigid.
Then the child jerked both hands out toward her.
“Mama.”