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CHAPTER 22: Vincenzo

Author: Natascia .D.
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-25 17:18:54

“Enzo De Laurentiis, arriving.” The guard intoned.

The Sicilian sun had barely touched the horizon when I stepped out of the car from DC. The assembly was already seated, an unusual start, though the ceremonial guns wouldn’t fire for hours. Technically, I was late which was unlike me, but no one seemed to care.

Families had traveled far and wide – Palermo, Rome, the American East Coast, the Dominican Republic, even West Africa. All with authority and with stakes. Alessandro presided at the head, as imposing as ever, but here, the council’s voice was a force in its own right.

His residence felt more like a stage than a home. I took my place at his left, directly in front of Andres. The seat beside me remained empty, and I could feel the absence like a cold draft across my skin.

The Capellos’ discomfort was palpable. Eleanora had resisted the journey until she was informed they could not be discussed without the family present. Reluctantly, she had bent her hand.

Their bodyguard's face
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