Series: The Camorra Chronicles #2
on January 8, 2019
Nino Falcone is genius and monster. As the right hand man and brother of the Capo of the Camorra, his lack of feelings is a blessing, not a curse – until his brother asks him to marry for the sake of the Camorra. Kiara Vitiello, cousin of the Capo of the New York Famiglia, is chosen to marry Nino Falcone to prevent war with the Camorra, but what she hears about Las Vegas makes her veins pulse with terror. After her father betrayed his Capo and paid with his life, her family thinks marriage is her only chance to bring honor to her name; but only Kiara knows she’s a faulty prize given in return for peace.A man incapable of emotions and a woman scarred by the past – an arranged marriage with the potential to unite, or destroy…
Twisted Emotions ⭐️
Wow! Honestly, I’m quite a mess after reading this story. First, because Kiara tragedy – daughter of a traitor Underboss in the Famiglia, forced by Luca to live with some relatives who barely tolerated her and didn’t let her forget her father’s sins and then View Spoiler »brutally raped by another uncle « Hide Spoiler. Nino Falcone, the Camorra’s Consigliere is this beautiful cold sociopath who can’t feel any kind of emotions.
Remo proposed an alliance with Luca, a truce between NY and LV, therefore Nino had to marry a girl from the Famiglia.
“Could you love someone who didn’t have emotions? Someone who analyzed love as if it were a mathematical problem?”
Now try to imagine a broken girl and a sociopath being forced into marriage. Do you understand now why I’m such a mess?
My heart broke in small, tiny pieces and it was more painful that I could have ever imagined.
Thankfully, we’re shown once again that under all these layers of bad stuff, there’s also something good. Nino started by simulating emotions, until
“Everything about her made my body react, made me long for something impossible, for something foreign and inexplicable.”
So, even though it was a gut-wrenching journey, it was still interesting seeing how those broken pieces of each other’s souls were slowly glued back together, into a different and better shape.