로그인After all, Luca never looked at price tags when he helped Elena restock the mafia's medical supplies. Despite Lucilla's blunt practicality, she would only ever recommend the most expensive places to get brunch with Elena. And even Jill, who had confided how odd her position as a don's wife was, woul
Massimo resisted the urge to yell. After all, any sound of violence might attract the lone employee's attention—or that of any commuters walking by the glass windows. So instead, Massimo whispered as furiously as he could."So the FBI just has security footage of the most damning parts of our entire
Meanwhile in California, Elena and her parents were finishing up breakfast when there was a knock at the door. Despite the early hour, Elena had a sinking suspicion she knew who it was. She let Noah open the door this time."Good morning, little bro," Cameron greeted enthusiastically.The well-dress
Massimo didn't have time to object to Luca's proposal. Suddenly, more CO2 alarms were going off. Massimo couldn't mistake that shrill noise—not when it sounded like it was coming from the whole building.Last time, Luca had hacked into the alarms, he had only targeted one area. From the sounds of it
"Did you hear that?" one man asked. "It sounded like it came from here.""Isn't that room supposed to be locked?" another asked.Massimo heard three sets of rapidly approaching footsteps. They couldn't enter this room. Otherwise, Massimo would be screwed.He'd get arrested. He'd doom the mafia. And
"On it," Luca quickly replied. "There's a CO2 alarm nearby where the guard is stationed, right?"Massimo quickly glanced out from his hiding space. "Looks like it," he stated."Perfect."Before Massimo could ask any follow up questions, the CO2 alarm by the security booth started loudly beeping and
As the party got underway, Elena paid close attention to the members of the Abano family. While the Abano estate wasn't anywhere near as grand as the Ferraro estate, they did have a beautiful ballroom. There was even a second floor that had a cut away in the center of its floor—making it great for s
"So you want the white picket fence dream," Massimo stated."What's wrong with that?" Elena asked defensively."Nothing.""No, tell me what alternative life you would want, Mister Man of Adventure," Elena insisted. "Since the cozy life is too good for you, please, enlighten me to your ways."Massimo
"Not to mention that Gavino had to dig for this information," Massimo added. "It pisses me off.""Should we try to get closer?" Luca offered. "You probably won't be able to get inside, but with how quiet the place has been, I might be—"Massimo straightened his spine. "Repeat that," he ordered."Par
Massimo checked his watch. It would take a few minutes to get to the next don's estate. Massimo pulled up his phone and called Gavino."Boss," Gavino greeted cheerily—he must not have heard about Tyler's visit to New York. "How goes, sir?""It'd go better if you had some good news," Massimo replied.







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