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Chapter 53

Penulis: Nikky Mathew
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-12 17:12:21

"First Blood"

Elisa

The morning sun was bright across the marble floors of my room in Antonio's wing, I counted my thirty-sixth hour alone, that's how long since Antonio left for Bari.

His absence filled the space louder than his presence ever had, I ran my fingers along the cool balcony railing, watching fishing boats bob in the distance like corks in wine.

I wasn’t sitting around waiting for Antonio to return though, that much I knew. His empire needed constant attention, and even with his absence, things didn’t stop.

The phone call came late in the afternoon, Ricky’s voice, casual but professional as always, cracked through the silence of my room.

"Hi Elisa," he said, “Antonio just called, he has a job for you, he gave me the details to relay to you now.”

He waited for me to answer him, "Where is the job taking place?"

"Palermo, at club called The Siren's Cry." He answered, I could hear him flipping through papers. "Antonio says to tell you that the club is owned by one of Bianc
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    "Enemies Within"AntonioI returned to the estate just after dawn, the sharp bite of the Sicilian morning air grounding me as the gates closed behind the cars. It was a beautiful morning, the kind that made you forget how stressful your night had been. The staff moved with a practiced efficiency honed from years of working for me, there was no rush, it was just the quiet movement of people adjusting to my unexpected return. The housekeeper intercepted me at the terrace doors with a silent bow and a fresh cup of espresso in his hands. I took it and drank from it, letting the bitterness chase the exhaustion in my body. I was two days early, David would notice he always did. He was waiting in my office exactly as I knew he would be,seated on the edge of the leather armchair, cleaning his glasses with a handkerchief. The morning light caught the little gray speckles at his temples, he didn’t look up right away, that was his way. He was never too eager, never late, he was a strat

  • Owned by the Mafia Boss    Chapter 53

    "First Blood"ElisaThe morning sun was bright across the marble floors of my room in Antonio's wing, I counted my thirty-sixth hour alone, that's how long since Antonio left for Bari. His absence filled the space louder than his presence ever had, I ran my fingers along the cool balcony railing, watching fishing boats bob in the distance like corks in wine.I wasn’t sitting around waiting for Antonio to return though, that much I knew. His empire needed constant attention, and even with his absence, things didn’t stop. The phone call came late in the afternoon, Ricky’s voice, casual but professional as always, cracked through the silence of my room."Hi Elisa," he said, “Antonio just called, he has a job for you, he gave me the details to relay to you now.”He waited for me to answer him, "Where is the job taking place?""Palermo, at club called The Siren's Cry." He answered, I could hear him flipping through papers. "Antonio says to tell you that the club is owned by one of Bianc

  • Owned by the Mafia Boss    Chapter 52

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