There was music and laughter making the estate lively. The casting golden light on and chandeliers overhead guests mingling, meaningless hums fills up the conversations. Elena sat near the edge of the lounge, she watches as servers moved between the tables, refilling the glasses with whiskey and wines as guests beckoned with resounding whispers in the air.
It was another one of Sanchez’s elaborate gatherings, tonight was supposed to be met for celebrations ,where alliances, betrayals, and blood money are made by powerful men with their wives. But tonight was meant to seal her fate, Elena’s thoughts. She saw her father Capello whose face is filled with guilt and tension and his eyes has avoided her gaze. Sanchez swirling his drink with an air of satisfaction, leaning back on his chair. "niña,you are not enjoying this moment" he mused, his voice sounds silky like a sharp blade. "This ought to be a joyous and memorable night for you." Elena curls her fingers in her palms. "Joyous?" she repeated snortingly, the word forcefully past the lump in her throat. Sanchez’s gaze flicking to Alejandro, who watches the conversation with mild amusement while standing close to the fireplace with a glass of whiskey in hand. "You are bethrothed to my son at last. A perfect match fatefully designed." Fate. Elena had a sickening feel. "Tell me it isn’t true." She turns to her father hoping he refutes the claim. Capello rubbing a hand over his face exhaled deeply. He looked older and more fragile tonight this can’t be the man she knew growing up with lots of admiration for "Elena—” No reply Capello hesitated; slowly nods in affirmation “it was decided a long time ago while you were still a child.” The truth sank in like a stone dropped in a river. Her whole life had been a pawn. She was traded before she could even speak. Alejandro with a smirk in his face “come on now Princesa,you must have known” sips from his glass of whiskey with his eyes staring at her. She could barely control her fury. "Known?" she hissed. "You think I dream of spending my life shackled with you?" He had a dangerous glint flickering in his eyes but, Sanchez cut in before he could respond. "It is your father's debt cleared off,and it's not up for any debate nina” He chuckled “That is my father's burden to bear not me” she quickly snapped. There was quick silence in the room. Sanchez’s expression darkened and Alejandro’s smirk widened as he leaned against the mantel, expectantly watching the scenario as a spectator in a gladiator match. Elena had always feared Sanchez, but her heart pounded and she refused to look away she understood the weight of his power, but tonight—, her fear burned into something sharper and her courage rose like the morning sun. "Choose your words carefully ,niña," Sanchez said softly. "I don't know how to be patient." Capello’s, hands trembling against the table, with a husky and shaky voice "She’s still young,Amico. Please she needs time to—" "Quiet," Sanchez rudely interrupted. "She needs to understand what is served on the table." Alejandro steps forward closing the gaps in between them. "You ought to be grateful," he murmured, with a low tone. "You are given to me not just anybody but me- you know you would have been given to a nobody with no class ." Elena’s stomach irritably twisted. “ I find you annoying and disgusting” she spat. Alejandro’s jaw dropped. "You don't speak to your fiance like that" "You will never be my fiancé," she shot back. "You’re just my captor." There was tense silence between them, the heavy doors of the lounge sprung open interrupting Alejandro from retaliating. It was Dino walking in. The attention of the room shifted. The air felt different . Dino’s presence came like a rolling storm that is cold, but dangerous.He is dressed in black with a broad shoulder that is tensed,his dark eyes swept over the scene cutting across the faces in the room before landing on Sanchez. With his calm voice “you summoned me”, but Elena knew better. "Sit." Sanchez lazily gestured to the seat beside Alejandro. Dino remained standing still as he wasn't pleased with that gesture. Sanchez said “we were just discussing the engagement of Elena to Alejandro, don’t you think? it's a perfect match.” while carefully watching him. There it was in his eyes- Elena saw. A shadow of anger, buried deep; as his gaze locked with hers, and in a spring of the moment, she knew: he wasn't in support of this and he hated it all as much as she. But he didn't say a word. He turned his gaze to Sanchez. "I believe you didn’t call me here for that." Sanchez smirked. "No I didn’t." Tension steams up in the room Dino’s fists curled beneath his suit, with his expression unreadable and unpredictable. Sanchez leaned forward, with amusing tone. "Your mother finally spoke up,by telling me the truth." Elena saw the smallest flicker of unease in Dino’s face. "Truth about what” he asked. Taking a slow sip of his drink before answering.Sanchez exhaled deeply from his nose. "Truth that I didn't fathered you." The words hits the walls of the room like a bang of gunshot. For the first time, Dino lost his balance a bit. A gloss of shock spread on his face before he masked it with a cold of indifference. Alejandro let out a subtle chuckle. "You needed to see his face when he found out,” he said mockingly. " Playing the loyal comrade all these years and you weren’t even blood." Elena caught her breath. Sanchez stepping closer to Dino. "Your mother lied," he said. "She gave herself to a bodyguard. And you?" He sneered. "You are nothing but a low life creature." Dino’s fingers twitching at his side couldn't speak. Sanchez tilted his head towards him. "I dare you Say something." But Dino didn’t. Elena felt tightening in her chest. She had seen Dino beat down men twice his size, had watched him encountered danger without blinking, but tonight—tonight, she saw something else. Betrayal and lies And it hurts. Sanchez’s eyes widened. "You are to remain loyal to this family, Dino," he said. "As you have always had, you will continue to protect Alejandro." Dino’s jaw tightened. Alejandro grinned amusingly. "That’s right, hermano. Nothing changes status quo remains." Dino’s eyes quickly snapped at him as sharp as a blade. "You’re wrong," he said quietly. Alejandro’s grin faded. Dino turned toward the door. "Where do you think you’re going?" Alejandro called, his voice laced with anger. Dino stopped before stepping out. He glanced back, meeting Alejandro’s gaze with quiet rage and fury. "Yes you have his blood," Dino said, voice calm, "but you can never be the man he hopes for." And then he walked away. Elena's pulse pounds as she watched him go. She always knew Dino was different. But tonight, there is a paradigm shift. Something can't be undone from what is now existing.Bonus Scene: One Year Later—The ArenaLoud cheering sounds in the background like a tidal wave. Inside the brightly lit MMA arena in Rome, the crowd was in a state of euphoria, chanting one name with fervor.“LU-CI-A-NA!!”In the cage, one glove raised in triumph. Luciana stood victorious, sweat gleaming on her brow. Her opponent lay sprawled behind her, the referee already waving off the fight. It had taken just under two minutes.Dino grinned in the front row, clapping with pride, while Elena leaned over the rail, her voice nearly hoarse from cheering. Capello was beside them, grumbling about his knees but with unmistakable pride shining in his eyes.“She’s unstoppable,” Elena said.“She’s her own fire now,” Dino replied. “I just taught her to control it.”Reporters crowded near the cage, cameras flashing. But Luciana only searched the crowd for her brother and sister-in-law. When she spotted them, she gave a wink and raised both fists.She had made it.No longer the girl hidden in
Epilogue: Rooftop Dreams The sun had long dipped below the Milan skyline, leaving a blanket of twilight stars overhead. A soft breeze carried the distant hum of city life, but up here — on the rooftop where everything had begun — the world was still. Elena stood near the ledge in a simple, elegant ivory gown. Her hair was loosely pinned, strands gently swaying in the wind. There was no crowd. No extravagant display. Just the city, the sky, and the man she had chosen. Dino stepped beside her, dressed in a tailored black suit. His hand found hers. They had decided on a private ceremony, witnessed only by Capello, Luciana, Isabella, and Tomiwa. No altar, no press, no pretenses — just truth and love. A string quartet played softly nearby, while a close family friend — a retired priest who once aided Capello in the darkest times — officiated. His voice trembled as he spoke the final words. “By the power vested in me, and witnessed by the heavens, I pronounce you husband and wife. Din
The clouds over Milan had cleared.It wasn’t just the sky that seemed brighter — it was the city itself. The streets felt calmer. The fear that had long loomed like a silent shadow had lifted. The fall of the Sanchez cartel and Alejandro’s death had created a ripple effect across the continent. Rival cartels went underground. Smaller factions folded. Interpol had turned its attention to cleanup. And the public, after years of silent dread, finally breathed free.Dino stood on the edge of a terrace overlooking the piazza below. Beside him, Capello poured two glasses of wine, handing one to Dino.“Still no appetite for celebration?” Capello asked.Dino gave a half-smile. “Peace doesn’t need fireworks. Just quiet.”Capello nodded. “We’re finally in the clear, son. Elena’s safe. Isabella and Luciana are finally sleeping without one eye open.”Dino turned slightly. “Luciana… she’s been different. Focused. Restless.”Capello smirked. “She’s already started training again. Told me she wants
The night crackled with tension. From the rooftop of the tactical command center on the edge of Milan, Dino peered through a set of night-vision binoculars. Below him, the city buzzed with the nervous anticipation of an underworld on its last breath. What remained of Alejandro’s faction — loyalists, assassins, ex-cartel enforcers — had taken up positions in a final, desperate attempt to reclaim what had been lost. Dino’s voice was steady in the comms. “All units, lock targets. No room for mercy. End it here.” Inside the heavily fortified safe house, Elena sat beside Isabella and Luciana. The women watched the live feed through encrypted Interpol channels. Every screen displayed Dino’s men — armored, precise — moving through alleyways and strongholds, flushing out Alejandro’s remnants one by one. “Dino’s got this,” Elena whispered, almost to herself. Her heart pounded. Two blocks away, chaos erupted. Tomiwa, now Dino’s trusted right hand, led the assault on one of the last s
The cold iron gates of the Interpol facility in Milan clanged shut with a finality that echoed through Alejandro's very soul. The once-dreaded heir of the Central Genoa Cartel now found himself flanked by guards, stripped of weapons, status, and the arrogance that used to walk into rooms before him.He bore bruises and blood on his face, but his pride clung to him like a second skin. Even in chains, Alejandro Sanchez walked with the poise of a man who still believed he was untouchable.Inside his high-security glass containment, monitored 24/7, Alejandro sat in silence as they processed his intake. Biometrics. Retinal scans. Voice samples. No loopholes. No escape.But his mind wasn’t on the facility. It was on the betrayal. The collapse. Dino’s rise. And worst of all — Isabella’s silence.He muttered under his breath, “You’ll all regret this.”In a maximum-security prison far from Alejandro’s cage, Sanchez — the deadliest drug lord and patriarch of the Sanchez family — faced a very di
The Corsican sky bled grey as Dino's jet sliced through the dawn mist, silent like a hunter. Beneath the clouds, Alejandro’s once-proud fortress sat perched on the cliffs above the sea — a sprawling estate surrounded by dense pine forests, private guards, and desperation.Inside the cockpit, Dino sat still, helmet in hand, gaze fixed on the horizon. The mission wasn’t a raid. It was personal.Renata’s voice crackled in his earpiece.> “Teams Alpha and Delta are in position. No sudden moves. If Alejandro so much as breathes on that failsafe drive, we abort.”“Understood,” Dino replied.But he wasn’t planning on aborting. Not this time.In the heart of the Corsican compound, Alejandro paced.His hair was longer now, jaw clenched, veins bulging as he barked orders into a satellite phone.“I don’t care what it costs. Secure the secondary vault. Get the servers packed. We’re moving everything to the Austrian fallback site within the hour.”Adrian entered, his face pale. “Interpol scrambled