LOGINCarlino's POVLina’s footsteps started storming toward us. "Rotha! Erla!" she yelled. "What did I tell you about talking to strangers?" She snapped, dragging them away from me. "How many times have I warned you two?"My blood ran cold just seeing her upfront again. She was furious, but at the same time, undeniably beautiful. She smelled fresh, like rainfall on dry land. My heart broke when she used the word “stranger”. I really was nothing but a stranger to my own kids, they had no idea I was their father. And Lina? I couldn't even blame her. I wanted to turn around and walk away, but my boots felt rooted to the concrete. My eyes stayed glued to her."But Mama—" Erla started."No! You do not leave my sight like that!""But Mama—""What if something happened to you?" Her voice bled with pure panic.I finally mustered the courage to turn around, taking my first heavy step away."Mama, listen first," Rotha’s voice whined behind me.I picked up the pace, but Lina’s voice stopped me dead i
Carlino's POVMorning came too quickly. I hadn't slept a wink, and work was the furthest thing from my mind. I just stayed holed up in my room, drinking and smoking the hours away. By now, I knew Lina had to be awake.I sniffled, setting the glass down on the table and stubbing out the cigarette in the overflowing ashtray.What the hell had I become? A man the entire underworld feared to cross was now terrified of facing the woman he loved. I let out a harsh, bitter laugh. The great Carlino Silvio Lacentra was reduced to nothing. The very throne that gave me absolute power had destroyed me. And the worst part? That throne was the only life I had ever known.God damn it.The rage built up inside me, surging through my veins until my chest burned with it. If only… I grabbed the glass beside me and hurled it against the wall, watching it shatter."No!" The scream ripped from my throat."Father, you’re the root of all of this. You’re the cancer rotting me from the inside out. You took eve
Carlino's POV I couldn't bring myself to reply."I think you're Carlino," she murmured, her words slurring together as her fingers tangled deeper into my shirt. "You are, aren't you?" She staggered against me. She was so entirely certain. She hadn't bought my lie for a single second."Where are you taking me, Carlino?" she asked, blinking heavily. "Huh? You think I don't know?"I stayed quiet, listening to her rambling. Even if I wanted to respond, what could I possibly say?"My heart tells me you're Carlino," she continued, cutting through my silence. "And I love you. My heart can't lie to me. It won't."She spoke with such fierce confidence. Even dead drunk, there was something utterly captivating about her. The way she stumbled over her words, the way her body moved completely out of her own control—it was beautiful.Suddenly, a loud laugh burst from her, shattering the quiet of the bar. "He is," she nodded to herself, laughing again. "He is. Okay, okay. Wait..." She twisted aroun
Carlino's POV"Carlino…" he began, unable to finish."You do not touch her, Aiden," I said slowly, my eyes locked onto his."Yeah, I know bro. My mistake.""I told you not to call me bro, Aiden.""Yeah, whatever.""I'm serious, Aiden, you do not have the right to touch her, not even in my absence," I warned."I'm sorry," he apologized.I moved forward, leaving him behind, as I tried to control my rage. A few seconds later, I heard his footsteps jogging after me until he caught up. As usual, he began rambling about one thing or another, but none of it registered.My thoughts were elsewhere. On Lina. I wondered what she was feeling right now. Had she believed the lie I fed her? Or had she simply chosen to ignore it because she couldn't bear my presence? Another question suddenly surfaced in my mind."Why did you use Ace when you called out to me?""Have you forgotten that was the name you wanted to use when you first came to California?" he responded.Oh. I had forgotten."Should we g
Carlino's POVWe stood frozen, locked in each other's gaze as silence settled heavily between us. The world around me seemed distant, every sound dulled into a meaningless hum. This was exactly what I had spent years avoiding. So how had I ended up standing before her?I felt her fingers tighten around my shirt. The shock in her eyes was unmistakable. Slowly, she pushed herself upright, refusing to let go.What should I do?My only option was to remain calm."Wait…" she started. "What am I actually seeing?" she questioned in a whisper, uncertainty trembling beneath every word.She took a cautious step back, her eyes searching my face as though she was desperate to find proof. Her stare was sharp and unwavering, moving from my face to the rest of my body, studying every detail."Carlino?" she whispered, my name leaving her lips like a fragile question. Hearing her say my name did something to me. A strange warmth spread through my chest before I could stop it.“What are you doing here?
Carlino’s POVAfter Ruciano ran away, my attention shifted back to the girls. It was the first time since their birth that I had stood this close to them, seeing them up close. I lowered myself onto the ground, kneeling, meeting their height as they stared back at me just as intently.I studied them in silence, taking in every detail. Erla had my eyes—something I had always known, but never seen this clearly, this close. Even her nose mirrored mine. She looked like a smaller, softer version of me. A girl shaped from my reflection. Rotha, on the other hand, was unmistakably her mother’s child. Every feature belonged to Lina. The long dark hair, hazel eyes, skin tone. Everything.Something stirred in my chest, something hot, buried, long restrained. Emotions I had kept locked away clawed their way back to the surface. Still, I forced a smile as I called them closer.“You’re beautiful,” I said quietly, almost gently.“Thank you,” Erla replied simply.Rotha on the other hand said nothing.
Carlino’s POVBlind.That was the word that stayed in my head as the screens went dark. Not attacked. Not threatened. Blind.The operations room had a handful of people, but the silence made it feel empty. Phones had no signal. Feeds were gone. Every system we trusted h
Carlino’s POVThe lights didn’t come back. Backup generators should’ve kicked in within ten seconds. It had been thirty.Smoke drifted past the shattered upper windows, thinner now, but the air still carried that burnt-metal bite of explosives. Radios were dead. Cameras blind. H
Lina’s POVDarkness swallowed the hallway. For half a second, no one moved. Then everything exploded.“Backup power— now!” someone shouted.Boots thundered across marble. Radios crackled. The emergency lights flickered on in strips of dull red along the floor, turning e
Carlino’s POVThe second explosion didn’t come. That was worse. Smoke drifted faintly past the tall windows at the end of the corridor, gray against the night. Not thick. Not destructive. Controlled. A message, not an attack.He was showing me he could reach us.“Status


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