Blood Moon Bride A Moretti Family Novel

I used to beg him to love me. But now? I was done begging.

"Hello, Father. I'm ready to marry Don Alastair Moretti. Send someone to pick me up in three days, after I finalize the annulment." I said the words the moment my father picked up the call. My voice didn't waver. I wouldn't let it.

My father was silent for a moment. Through the phone I could hear the faint clink of ice in a glass, the measured breathing of a man who had survived fifty years in this life by never reacting too quickly.