Two hearts in a mafia contract

The ringing of the phone could be heard throughout the room. Rebecca hurried to answer it, unaware that the news she was about to receive would change her life forever. Her parents had died in a car accident that same morning."What happened?" she asked the police officer on the other end of the line."They went off the road on their way back from Glem City.""The mine," she whispered."I'm sorry, what?""Nevermind, thank you for letting me know."In the following days, Rebecca focused on preparing for the funeral. She didn't have time to grieve, only allowing herself to do so in short moments when she was alone. She had to stay strong; there was so much to take care of. Not only did she have to prepare the farewell for her parents and console her devastated sister, Diffu, but she also had to take over the family business. As the older of the two, she would now be the head of the company.The death of her parents had complicated things for the company. She knew that her father had bee

Preparations for the wedding began. Both Rebecca and Luciano were unhappy with the situation, but they went ahead because they had no other options. That marriage meant nothing more than another obligation they had to fulfill in their lives, so they never wanted to get to know each other, not even to exchange a word, because they were so frustrated with everything that they simply agreed that they would meet at the altar.For the next 30 days, each one left the task of organizing the wedding and agreeing on all the preparations in the hands of their personal assistants. Only they and a couple of people who would serve as witnesses would be present at the ceremony. The orders that Luciano and Rebecca's employees received were that they should not invite anyone, as they wanted the whole affair to be as simple and quick as possible. Luciano believed that his future wife would hate him for that and Rebecca had the same idea with him, but in the end, it turned out that both wanted the same

Luciano was in the Mustaccio family warehouses. It was an important business. If he could sell his weapons to this family and create an alliance with them, he would dominate the entire market in the area. That was why it would also be a dangerous transaction; he knew that rival mafias would seek ways to stop him. They could not allow him to take more power than he already had."Good evening," Luciano greeted the Mustaccio representatives in a serious tone as he approached them. They were waiting for him in the center of the warehouse.Luciano was dressed in an all-black suit, except for white gloves, which was his trademark within the mafia and which had earned him the nickname "The White Devil". In addition, he was known for his neat and clean appearance, not only to avoid leaving traces when he got rid of his victims but also because it allowed him to maintain the image of power he sought to show. Everything with him always looked impeccable and elegant. He did not like dirt and was

A few minutes after Rebecca left, an armored car appeared to pick up Luciano. He was lucky enough to still have his phone with him and had been able to call Velan, his assistant, to get him a vehicle to leave there."Sir, are you okay?" the frightened woman asked as soon as Luciano got into the truck.He was covered in blood. It wasn't just the blood that had dried on his body and clothes after killing his enemies, but his shoulder wound seemed to be unstoppable. The woman quickly took the first-aid kit and tried to control the bleeding, making sure the wound didn't become complicated while they returned to Luciano's mansion and a doctor could attend to him."Relax, Velan. Nothing's wrong," he said calmly. The woman looked at him surprised."Sir, you just got ambushed and almost died," she exclaimed, confused by Luciano's attitude."I know, and you'll take care of finding the culprits so I can punish them, but in the meantime, there's nothing to worry about."Velan couldn't believe it