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Blood and Loyalty
Blood and Loyalty
Penulis: Leah Al

Chapter 1

Penulis: Leah Al
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-01-07 23:01:06

Erico’s POV

“I know you will do your best.” Violet said patting my back while holding 4 years old Aurora. The mafia king’s first born.

I nodded frowning at her.

I knew my time will come. A time where I will leave my family. And even though I was prepared it still feels like I am leaving a piece of me here.

Damn, I was never a cheesy man.

Violet wiped her tears taking Aurora out of the room with her. I sighed looking at Vincezo while he watched every step Violet took and smirked at him.

Even 5 years later and he is still head over heels for her. Cringe.

“Don’t diverge from the plan Erico. From now on your name is Alessandro Moretti. You will be the bodyguard of Bianca Romano. That fücker Antonio is still planning against me.” He sat back down on his chair.

“I hope I could see Erico while handling a female.” Gio smirked and I flipped him off.

“He already handles Violet and Aurora he will be fine.” Mario laughed.

If only I could kill them both. But that would make Violet mad and I hate to be on her bad side.

Vincenzo ignored them both as he handed me my new phone.

“Don’t forget for who is your loyalty Erico.” Vin stared at me with a glint in his eye.

As if I would ever betray these men.

My men.

“Yes boss.” I replied making sure that he understands that my loyalty lies with him.

“Good. You will leave tomorrow at dawn.” I nodded leaving the meeting room and going to my room to pack my stuff.

“Cole! Oh my god!” Greta was running behind 2 years old Cole. Vin’s second kid.

Cole was the one that made them stop wanting kids. He is a walking headache.

I stopped him from running, bending to his level and smirking.

“Where are you going?” I asked and he giggled.

Good to know that both Aurora and Cole aren’t scared of anyone in this place, including me.

“Dada! Dada!” He said pointing towards the meeting room.

“Thank god.” Greta took him into her arms and went in the opposite direction.

I shook my head and kept going.

I will be leaving in a couple of hours. I will no longer be Erico, but Alessandro Moretti.

The name sounds strange, but I have to get used to it. I can’t fail them. They have done so much for me and I can’t but repay them.

“Heard you are leaving.” I turned around to see Konstantin standing in front of me.

Konstantin Siankovski, Violet’s father and the Russian mafia king.

“Yes.” I replied curtly.

“Good luck son.” He nodded and went to Vin’s office.

I doubt it will be good.

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Bianca’s POV.

“Tell him I said no.” I rolled my eyes dismissing Dominic.

“But miss. He is the most fitting figure to be your bodyguard.”

“Tell my father that I don’t need one.” I hissed and he nodded leaving me alone.

I knew as a mafia daughter I need a bodyguard. But I hate someone following my every step. I hate being observed especially if it’s to report to my father.

Since I was a kid I had to be followed, especially after my mom and I were attacked by the Russian mafia.

Dad chose this life for us. He was a mere man that decided to overthrow the mafia boss and take his place.

He had to bare the consequences, even though our life was better now.

Behind closed doors, I know nothing of my dad’s business. I only know that ever since my mom was killed by the Russians, he is planning revenge.

The only thing I know is that the mafia king, Vincenzo Mercanti married the daughter of Konstantin Siankovski, the one who ordered the attack on us.

Now my father is planning to overthrow the Italian mafia king.

But Vincenzo is known to be a ruthless man. He kills with no remorse, especially with his men, Gio, Mario, Paolo and Erico.

I’ve heard many stories about Erico that makes me have goosebumps, and I never want to be on his bad side.

He is the only man of the mafia that no one has seen. Or no alive person ever saw him.

“Miss Romano.” I looked up to see my maid, Clara entering my room.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Boss said that you have a banquet tomorrow. You have to get ready early.”

I nodded knowing well my duties. As the heiress of my father’s mafia, I have to be present in these banquets even though I don’t want to.

I dream of a life away from all this drama. I don’t even want to be the heiress, but my thirst for revenge for my mother gives me power.

Everything I will do and have done, is for my mother. She sacrificed her life for me and I can only repay her by killing the Russian’s mafia king’s heiress.

Valeria Siankovski.

I will kill her with my bare hands very soon.

I can protect myself better than anyone can ever protect me.

Because even though my father kept me in the dark, I have always had trainings.

I can kill 5 men with the blink of an eye. My dad made sure to do so.

I got up as it’s dinner time, and I never skip dinner with my father. Not ever since mom was killed.

He’s not the best dad in the world, but at least he loves me and protects me.

“Sit down Bianca.” Dad said as soon as I entered the dining room.

“Thanks dad.” I said taking my seat, followed my dad’s best men.

“I want a plan soon. They have taken it so far.” Dad’s voice boomed inside the room, while I ate casually my food.

“Siankovski is in the United States visiting Vincenzo.” Matteo said.

“Vincenzo betrayed us. He put his hand in Siankovski’s hand. Italians and Russians were never allies.” Dad hissed and the majority nodded their heads.

“When will you announce Bianca and my son’s engagement?” I nearly spit my food and looked at Matteo with wide eyes.

His father Raffaele Ricci was smirking as he looked at my father.

“This is not the best time to talk about this matter.” My father dismissed him, but I knew that they are adamant on making me the wife of Matteo Ricci.

The man I hate with my whole heart. He is a player and the only reason he wants to marry me is to become the next mafia boss of the Golden Serpent.

In his dreams.

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