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The Withered Flower of Silence Chapter 27: I don't want to let you go free
CHIARA P.O.V. The atmosphere changed in an instant. I think my question rang a disturbing bell in the quiet atmosphere of the restaurant. I saw Wolfgang avert his gaze to the window, his jaw tensing slightly. The caramel color of his eyes darkened, becoming dangerous and deep. A feeling came over me that I had struck a chord with her, a door that perhaps I shouldn't have. I almost decided to take it back and tell him that he didn't need to answer, that he didn't have to tell me. But before I could raise my hands, his eyes met mine, and his voice, firm and direct, broke the silence that had settled between us. “It was Aldo," he said, without pause. His tone controlled, though a shadow seemed to lurk in his words. “My mother and grandmother were killed by Aldo.” My hands instinctively rose to my mouth, stifling an exclamation. I stared at him in disbelief, stunned by his words. Suddenly, my heart seemed to pound in my temples, as if I had been given my father's death a second time, a
The Withered Flower of Silence Chapter 28: No judgment
CHIARA P.O.V.When I wake up again, it is morning. The soft, warm breeze coming through the window lightly ruffles my hair. Although I still feel a little depressed about the truth, remembering what Wolfgang told me afterwards, even if it's ridiculous, makes me feel better. Maybe I'm an innocent fool still, I still want my life back, I wish I could change a hundred things, but I know perfectly well that this isn't an infatuation, I'm in love with Wolfgang, and even though I know it's impossible now, I wish I could merge our worlds and make that work.I turn my face and find Wolfgang's face lying on the mattress, still asleep. I smile, and allow myself to detail the features of his face that I like the most, which are all of them. I hesitate, but finally reach my hand up to remove a lock of his hair that is in the way of my inspection. However, as soon as I push the lock away, Wolfgang lifts his hand and catches my wrist. His grip is not hard, but it surprises me.What he does next, ho
The Withered Flower of Silence Chapter 29: Travel
WOLFGANG P.O.V.In the office are not only Karl, but also Gunther and Klaus. I wasn't expecting them until the following week. But unlike Klaus, Gunther had a busted lip and a slight bruise next to his right eye. I didn't even reach my desk when I started the meeting. If there was one thing I cared about as much as being between Chiara's legs, it was destroying Aldo. I hoped that, if Gunther and Klaus had returned from Italy and the United States so soon, it was because there was good news.“Speak," I say and fold my arms.Gunther is the first to speak, looking eager and excited about what he brings.“While I was in Rome, I did some research. I followed two guys we thought were related to Aldo. I had seen them with him in Sicily several times. But, it seems that in reality these guys don't just work for Aldo," he continues. “I was in the same bar for several days, and one night I overheard them talking about someone called Il Lupo, their boss.”Hans furrows his brow, while the others
The Withered Flower of Silence Chapter 30: Berlin
WOLFGANG P.O.V.During the plane ride, Klaus, with his sharp, analytical mind, took over the planning. We discussed different scenarios and ways to carry out the operation. The idea of using Blaz as a resource to lure Nathaniel into a trap had its appeal. If Blaz was clean, his cooperation would be important in unmasking the real culprit. However, we couldn't completely trust anyone at this point. Loyalties were at stake and the game was dangerous.My private airstrip was 40 minutes from Berlin. We took two cars and split up. By the time we arrived in Berlin, the city was already plunged into the darkness of night. I have 10 nightclubs in Berlin, Blaz checks them all, but he usually pays special attention to Euphoria, the main and biggest of them all. The hustle and bustle and energy of the nightlife hovered over us as we made our way to the club, and normal at this hour for the activity to start in the club. However, the sight before us was disconcerting. The place was completely des
The Withered Flower of Silence Chapter 1: The Angel by the grave
WOLFGANG P.O.V.The sky is overcast with gray clouds, at any moment it's going to rain, the perfect excuse to advance the slaughter I've planned for years. The last funeral event I attended was 20 years ago. 10 years ago I decided not to attend my father's. But the late Andrea Bianchi is a different dead man, he is the younger brother of Aldo Bianchi, a Cosa Nostra Don, one of the most feared men in Sicily, and my lifelong enemy, even if he didn't even know I existed. It wasn't important that he didn't know my true identity, soon he was going to know the whole last nameKrüger, and in the process make him wish he hadn't touched a single hair of my mother's or grandmother's.My name is Wolfgang Krüger, and my soul was forged in the flames of revenge. I am the Don of the German mob, a feared and ruthless figure in the dark corners of crime they call Wolf. But my story began long before I reached that position of power.After my innocent family was the victim of a Don from the Italian ma
The Withered Flower of Silence Chapter 2: Speechless
CHIARA P.O.V. I realize I can breathe freely when I see out of the corner of my eye Mr. Ferrara turn to leave, after giving me a long inspection, just like the first time I saw him at my uncle's house. I admit it, I was fascinated when I saw Wolfgang. But even though Wolfgang Ferrara is incredibly beautiful, I know that his beauty is only a mask, because what's inside Wolfgang Ferrara is just as terrifying as the gangsters my uncle lives with. And Wolfgang must be very bad, because my uncle trusts him. Before coming to Sicily, my father's hometown, we lived in Verona, my mother's hometown. My dad worked in a restaurant and I was studying veterinary medicine at the university. But two months after my graduation dad got sick, when my father's illness was determined to be cancer, he decided to do nothing but invite me to Sicily with the excuse that he wanted to visit his older brother and see his hometown before leaving. start chemotherapy. So they killed my father, someone tampered w
The Withered Flower of Silence Chapter 3: A new hell
CHIARA P.O.V.My heavy, hesitant steps lead me to my uncle's black Toyota, where Mrs. Laura is patiently waiting for me. The rain hits my umbrella, and the atmosphere is charged with an oppressive tension, I still don't want to say goodbye to my father. My heart is pounding in my chest.Just as I'm about to get into the truck, a hail of bullets replaces the rain from the sky, causing chaos and panic among the wake guests. Piercing screams of women fill the space and the crowd disperses in all directions, desperately seeking refuge. I am surprised when instead of defending themselves, most of Aldo's men and other mobsters try to protect me, but they are overwhelmed by enemy fire coming from all sides. Soon they have to get deep into the battle for their lives and neglect my safety.Then a man appears and holds me firmly by the forearm. His figure is imposing and his gaze surrounds me with an aura of danger. He is tall, with blond hair and piercing electric blue eyes. He's handsome like
The Withered Flower of Silence Chapter 4: Meersburg
WOLFGAGN P.O.V.After being with Chiara, something changes in me. I don't know exactly what, but something changes in my mind. We didn't do any prior research on her because there's not much to know about a mafia princess, they're all the same, but I can't help but be curious about Chiara now that I'm close to her. And her muteness is now one of my greatest curiosities. However, I don't let her know how much I'm attracted to her, because mob princesses grew up believing they can handle men like me. Perhaps Chiara knows how to manipulate men. Maybe she makes everyone believe that she is harmless in order to later show her true intentions.I move away from Chiara, and sit in front of Hans's seat. Hans is something of a friend, although — friend — is not an adjective we ever use with each other."I want you to find out everything there is about Chiara."Hans scratches his chin."Why do you want to meet her now?""I'm not interested in meeting her" I growl, and lie outright. "She can't ta
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