#Chapter 235 – Temptation

The Don sits back in his chair, his white eyebrows almost at his hairline. And then he laughs, surprised and pleased. I straighten up and take a deep breath, knowing that we’re in the thick of the game now. And I’ve just gained quite a bit of credit, I think. Don Bianci isn’t someone who is used to being surprised. “And why, donna,” he murmurs, settling back into his chair, his eyes now greedy, wanting what it is that I have laid on the table for him. “Is the price of all of this?” “Nothing material,” I murmur, giving a little shrug of my shoulder and looking up at Daniel, who nods at me, encouraging me to continue. “Just…a little matter between family.” “And the connections,” Bianci pushes, speaking more quickly now, wanting the details. “If you’re here, playing the little mother in Italy, who is in America running your family? Your father and all of his capos are dead.” “My cousin,” I say, my answer immediate. “Fiona D’Agostino. She’s an Alden on her father’s side.” The Don rai