ENZO-One month laterI felt like the f**king happiest man in the world. Three weeks after Don Alonzo got shot, he tried to escape and Rafael had tried to chase him. Unfortunately, Don Alonzo ended up falling off a cliff ending his life instead of facing the consequences of his actions. His body was found a few weeks later. The toughest battle had passed and all the old men in the mafia surrended the moment they heard Don Alonzo was dead. Now I had one more important task. “ You shouldn't be here.” Lauren whined as I stood outside her dressing room waiting for her. Today was the most important day of our lives. Our wedding. Yesterday, I skipped the mafia bachelor's party just so I could get up early to have a peek of Lauren in her dress but my plan failed. Her best friend, Samantha was here guarding the door with her life and even refused to move when I threatened her with my gun. “ If you lay one hand on my best friend, I might have to become a widow even before I reach the altar
“How?” Stefano asked as he stared at Enzo in shock. “Don Santoro. Boss, please spare me.” He begged as Enzo walked closer to him with his men. I scoffed at his pretense. There was no fear in him, just the fear of consequences. The kind that came too late.Enzo didn’t slow down. His boots crushed several glass pieces on the floor but he didn't stop. “Spare you?” Enzo’s voice was ice. “You stood beside the man who wants me buried. You aimed a gun at what’s mine.”His grip on my wrist tightened for a second before he let go and stepped forward.Stefano dropped to his knees, hands in the air, shoulders hunched like he thought playing weak would save him now.“I didn’t mean for it to go this far,” he said quickly. “It was just a job. I didn’t know—”“You knew,” Enzo cut him off. “You chose. You chose to betray your brothers, your family. You shot me at the f**king neck so I wouldn't be able to speak again.” Enzo said turning to look at me. “Thankfully, mia gurriera saved me. If it wasn't
LAUREN The entire club was in chaos. Bullets being fired around like the rain and people screaming, running in every direction, tripping over shattered glass and overturned tables. My ears rang from the noise, but I didn’t stop. I ducked behind a booth, heart slamming against my ribs like it wanted to tear through my chest. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I was supposed to meet Rafael. But he wasn’t here.And now everything was falling apart.I pressed a hand to the side of my neck, trying to slow my breathing. My dress clung to my skin with sweat, my heels sticky with someone else’s spilled drink or blood. I didn’t want to look.A body dropped beside me, lifeless. I bit down on a scream and covered my mouth.Don Alonzo.This was his doing. It had to be.I looked around quickly. Men in dark clothes swarmed the place, shouting to each other in Italian, firing at anything that moved. I didn’t recognize any of them. They weren’t Enzo’s.They were hunting.Hunting me.I gritted my teet
DON ALONZO “ Boss, all of them are waiting.” My right-hand man said coming to fetch me. I stared at the door where all of them were gathered. Those old men were desperate and eager. It had not taken me much to get all of them on my side. Promise them with sweet words that the Italian mafia would remain the same. “ I'll be there soon.” I said turning back to my phone call. After a few seconds, I finally ended the conversation with Enzo's doctor and hung up. I fixed my cufflinks, smoothing down the front of my tailored suit as I stared at my reflection in the tall mirror. Age hadn't dulled my edge, it sharpened it. The lines on my face were marks of survival, carved by betrayal and fire.Enzo had always been a foolish boy. Too soft when it mattered. Too proud to bow his head. I had given him everything. My name, my legacy and the fool had dared to turn against me for a woman.A woman who didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as us.I stepped away from the mirror and moved toward th
“What do you mean he made her Giovanni's legal guardian? He can't do that!” Barbara screamed angrily in protest. I refused to give her any reaction as I sat down with my legs crossed. Earlier I had received a message from Enzo's lawyer. He said Enzo had made some arrangements for Aurora. I didn't need his money. My child didn't either. “ Giovanni is my child. There is no way I will let this tramp raise my son.” Barbara said with disgust as she stared at me. “Mind your language.” Lotus warned reaching for her gun already but I stopped her. There was no need to argue with a drug addict. “ Ms. Riccardi, you are not fit to take care of a child given your habits.” Enzo's lawyer said making Barbara clench her hand. “Mr. Santoro has given his permission for Ms. Bianchi to take care of the two children if anything were to happen to him. His properties and assets shall go to his two children equally. That is all.” He said. Barbara lunged to her feet, face flushed with rage. “You think yo
I barged into the door kicking it down as I entered with all my men behind me. The plate of the car that had been watching Club Solara belonged to the Morretti family, allies of the Riccardi family. It didn't take long for me to know that Dante was behind it. “ Don Santoro. Your visit is very disturbing. You came with guns. Are you trying to break the code and attack your own people?” Mr. Morretti asked. I didn’t answer immediately. The silence stretched, filled only with the creak of leather and the low clicks of safeties being switched off. My eyes swept across the room, landing on the man seated across the table. He was grey haired, arrogant, pretending like I hadn’t just caught one of his rats watching Lauren and my daughter. “I don’t ignore threats either. One of your men has been staking out Club Solara. Why?” I asked coldly. His lips twitched, eyes narrowing. “You stormed in here over a parked car?”I stepped closer, voice dropping. “Don’t insult me. You know exactly what I