"She is supposed to be long gone," Bianca continued. "Just like Luca's mother did."
David changed lanes smoothly. "Just kill her."
Bianca's head snapped back. "No. That way I don't get Luca back."
"So this is still about that."
"It has always been about that. He was mine. He married me."
"What makes you think Luca will come back to you if she leaves?"
"History, fratello," Bianca said, settling back against the leather seat. "History."
David sighed. Beautiful things usually had teeth. His sister was one of them but one thing she didn't know was Veronica was also one of them. He had been studying her, following her, watching her every move and the woman seemed ready for a battle. David's mouth tightened. There was no point arguing with Bianca anyway. She did not hear reason when Luca's name was involved. She only heard the echo of a marriage she had lost, a title she had been stripped of, a throne another woman now sat near.
"If she doesn't break?" he asked.
