Mag-log in"Still up for another exhibit?" Noah asked."You bet," Elena replied with a forced smile.When Elena saw the first piece on display, she was pleasantly surprised. It was a strange piece—nothing like what she expected to see. It was clearly a sculpture of a teddy bear but with carved icons of differe
Joshua was clearly annoyed, though he was trying not to show it. "Hello again, Massimo," he said pleasantly enough. "Now why exactly did you ask me to meet with you?"Massimo huffed out a short laugh. "I would think the answer would be rather obvious, given the current situation," he replied. "You'r
Elena nodded. "Today's gonna be great, too!"Cameron chatted with Noah on potential outing spots to show Elena. On the outside, Elena nodded along with great interest. On the inside though, she was nervous.She's never spent time alone with Noah before! She trusts him because Sloane trusts him—and a
Elena opened the door to a see a man she didn't recognize. He was dressed in light but stylish, colorful button-up and perfectly beige pants. It reminded Elena of the types of outfits she saw on display when Massimo took her on shopping trips to high-end stores."Hello," she said, "how can I help yo
Elena did, in fact, like Sloane's home. It wasn't quite as big as the Ferraro estate but it was much bigger than her childhood home. It looked like a beach house out of a some teen movie with its light blue body and golden rooftop and window trims.The inside was just as spacious as Elena expected i
Before Elena knew it, her mother was running over, taking her suitcase, and then hugging her tightly."Hello, Elena," she said warmly. "I'm so glad to see you again."Her mother's voice cracked on the word "again" as she was overcome by her emotions. Elena found herself smiling at the simple but wel
"Look subtly to your left," Massimo commanded. "Now—quickly."With the opening notes of a new song, Massimo dipped Elena low. Elena doubted any onlooker would think anything of the move. The Mafia King and Queen were just enthusiastically showing off their superior dance skills.But in reality, Elen
Elena took a deep breath. She didn't react to the fact her life—and Massimo's—was in danger.Instead, she leaned in closer to her boss. "There's a gun pointed at us," she whispered.Massimo didn't so much as blink. "Where?"He spun her around in a short, controlled spin. Elena rechecked the gunner i
"Wait, no," Elena immediately protested. "You already brought a case against Massimo, and he was found innocent. And I thought you promised that you were done with attacking him—""Elena, please," Joshua interjected softly. "This isn't the state of New York or the local cops going after him. This is
Massimo knew the server who had almost shot him must work for one of the Massachusetts dons. He probably snuck into the party and then changed clothes to match with the other servers. The Grasso's servants were dressed in dark green tuxedos—while the Grasso's didn't hide where they had their servant







