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Chapter 6

Author: ANA
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-28 05:50:25

|| VINCENZO RUSSO'S POV ||

" WHAT??? HOW DARE THEY CANCEL THE DEAL?"

I growled out in rage, anger running through my veins. Not many people dared to deny the deal once It had been made with me. I wondered what led to the possible changes.

Victor, my second in command was noting something on his iPad. He put it aside before coming over to mutter at me,

" It's your grandpa, again! He is interfering with all of our deals."

I shut my eyes in helplessness. One thing was right about this man. He could be damn stubborn. Once he wanted something, he would be claiming it at any cost. Letting out a frustrated growl, I passed my command to Victor, getting ready for another fight,

" Get the car! Seems like the old man is looking for trouble."

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" YAY!! You hit the shot again!!"

The playful tone of a woman shocked me as soon as I stepped on the yellow yard. Furrowing, I walked closer to see Kaya, playing with Grandpa happily. Kaya was Sancia's younger sibling. Well, it was rumored that Kaya was her step-sister. Their father never bothered to clear the rumors. So, no one knew the truth about their family bloodline. In appearance, Kaya was more feminine than her sister. While Sancia was passionate about leading a whole gang, Kaya was into beauty products. I had also noticed a weird thing her eyes shone like stars whenever I was around. Although I never interacted with Viktor or Sancia, Kaya was closer to my grandpa because she lived nearby abroad and she was favored with many opportunities by my grandpa.

Kaya was beautiful as well. She had a perfectly slim body and loved the shaped waist and v-shaped chin. In comparison to beauty, she would be staying ahead of her sister. Kaya noticed me first, her eyes started shining happily,

" VINCENZO!!"

She practically hopped on my way. I ignored her, passing next to her to meet my grandpa. That old man didn't even bother to shoot me a glance. He kept playing with his rifle, shooting his next target with pure happiness in his eyes. I made a sound, fighting hard to keep my rage in control,

" Grandpa!! Are you going to do this to me? Did you cancel all my deals?"

I couldn't believe that he started bothering me with my business. In Mafias, loyalty was first. I knew that no matter how powerful Don I was, everyone had a secret spot for him in their mind. Grandpa grunted unhappily, aiming for his next target without meeting my eyes,

" I just want to make a reminder to you that I am still the godfather."

I rolled my eyes sarcastically. Kaya made an appearance next to me, her face full of disappointment after being ignored by me. Didn't she know that everyone was talking about my marriage with her sister?

Pinching between my eyebrows, I asked with a growl, my patience almost getting out of control,

" You are destroying our own business because of some foolish promises. Do you think that I would agree with your damn proposal?"

He stopped playing abruptly. Turning his head around, he spoke to Kaya first,

" Kaya! Leave us alone for a while, darling!"

Kaya hesitated a bit but left eventually. Leaving us alone, my grandpa stood in front of me, wearing his serious mafia expression,

" My words are more solid than bullets, Vincenzo. I can't let such a strong girl go away from this household. Whether you like her or not, you have to marry Sancia"

I opened my mouth to defy him again but he cut me off, patting me on my shoulders,

" Just think of her as your girl, not your sister-in-law. Things will be good between you two."

My words slipped out before I could stop myself,

" But I hate her, Grandpa! I hate her to death."

He came one step closer to me, muttered with a smirk,

" Do you hate her for marrying your brother or having the power to defy you?"

I was stupefied for a second over his words. Blinking away, I tried to not take his words in my mind. But he continued in a deep voice,

" Try me as much as you want but in the end, you have to marry Sancia Alekseev."

We had a chat for half an hour already. He showed all the benefits of marrying Sancia. When I was raised about our question of love, he just replied that good sex could forget anything. I was speechless by his choice of words but eventually agreed to give it a final thought.

When I returned to my car, a pair of footsteps quickly caught up with me,

" Vincenzo...Wait..."

Tilting my head back, I saw Kaya running after me. She looked desperate and impatient to talk to me. I stopped to hear her since she was running to me. Kaya stopped to ask me, her lips biting together in nervousness,

" I...I heard that..you are marrying my sister..Is..that true?"

I replied with a tight frown, not having the mood to talk about this again,

" Yes! What's up with you?"

Kaya's expression sank visibly. She tried to sound pitiful,

" That's bad. I know that they are forcing you to marry her because of an heir. But I have something that you can use against her to cancel this marriage."

I was flabbergasted for a moment after listening to her. She came all the way to call off her sister's marriage. Interesting! She sounded more terrifying than she seemed to be. I replied, closing the car door behind me,

" What is that so-called thing, Kaya? I don't even know why you are helping me."

Kaya smiled maliciously, pushing her hair back before saying,

" Umm... it's because... Anyways..you can call off this marriage because Sancia can't fall pregnant again after her last miscarriage."

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