He Didn't Know Whose Ring I Was Wearing

From the back cover

At the betrothal sit-down, Lorenzo learns that the girl he once called his own is being bound in an alliance-marriage to Dante Salvatore, the half-blind Don everyone had written off as finished. He tears across the city and swears a private union with her before a bought priest that same night, then slips abroad with her, their childhood romance paraded through the whisper-network as devotion.

Adriana becomes the stain on the alliance, the woman blamed for coming between two hearts. Then Dante appears at her threshold, offering a union of his own: since Lorenzo took what was pledged to him, he will take what was Lorenzo's. She places her name in his hands, though she has crossed paths with him only a handful of times.

Ten days later Lorenzo calls, expecting her to come running. He arrives at her home in a bathrobe, dismisses eight years as nothing, and offers her a place in the shadows. When Vittoria steps out in a towel, the truth of the house they once shared is laid bare.