Legacy was sacrifice. It was life.
My grandfather shed blood so that the Carmelo name would thrive, and he made sure I never forgot it.
But his stories of the past are just that…stories, and I’m done living by his rules. I swore our legacy would die with me. That I would be the last heir.
Little did I know, my vow was about to be my undoing.
One woman—a web of lies.
Freedom is gone. My choices are irrelevant, and lessons come at a price.
Mine might cost me everything.