
She'll never be mine. But I can't stop thinking about her, dreaming about her, picturing what our lives could have been. The mafia got in the way for both of us. Some things though, are destined. No matter how much we change, we're still the same stupid kids who fell for each...


Two options: get her to the altar to marry another or claim the woman I thought I'd lost. Either way, true love cuts to the bone.
I had her once. Or at least I thought I did. But that was a long time ago. Before prison...