Marina and I have currently hit a dead end. There was no information on these documents that could lead us to a reason why Sergiu was after the Genovese, specifically he was after the Capo of the Genovese. I think he’s trying to aim for the Capo but why? I can’t seem to see a connection between him and Primo’s family. Marina and I had been brainstorming for a few hours and now we both feel exhausted. We’re so drained that we couldn’t even think straight anymore. “Do you want to get something to eat?” I asked her. Marina had slumped her head down on the table and she refused to move but at the mention of food, she immediately perked up and her attention was on me. “We’re getting food??” She asked excitedly. I giggled at her enthusiasm and I told her that we were. I asked her what she wanted

As evening came, we were surprised when we saw Niccolo and Primo got out of their car. We didn’t expect them to come home. Usually, they wouldn’t come home for at least 4 or 5 days, maybe even a week. The moment we saw their car while we were upstairs, Marina and I quickly raced down to the front door to greet them. We both ran to our husbands’ arms as they greeted us. “I can’t believe you guys get to come home. I’m so happy to see you.” I said while I hugged Primo. I felt his arms around me and I felt really secure and safe. I’m not gonna lie, I did feel a bit intimidated seeing Chiara today. She reminded me of the past and how rough it was for Primo and I. I’m not saying Primo was innocent throughout all that but I did pin most of the blame on Chiara. I wasn’t sure if I was even going to tell Primo about what happened during the day. But t

Primo and I decided to just watch a movie with Niccolo and Marina but it was cut short when a guard came by to tell us that Chiara was by the front gate and she was yelling for the guards to let her in. I looked over at Marina and she was seething with rage. I wanted to stop her but at the same time I would also enjoy it if Marina could let loose just this once. I looked over at Primo and he had an annoyed look on his face. For someone who doesn’t readily show his emotions, he really seems to be expressing what he feels right now. “Let her in.” I ordered the guards. Both Niccolo and Marina looked at me like I was crazy. They couldn’t believe that I would dare let her into our house after what she did to me. I could understand their frustrations however, I had something else planned out for her. As soon as the guard went back to his post, I quickly ran up to our room to grab so

My uncle really is good at hiding. He’s like a rat; dirty and likes to hide in the darkness. It’s been a week and we still haven’t got the slightest clue on where he is. He’s clearly making his move even when he’s in hiding and it just makes everything more difficult for Primo and the others. He’s been trying to fix what my uncle keeps destroying. Most of the restaurant owners who are under the protection of the Genovese are closing up their shops to prevent any more destruction and death. They’re losing business and Primo is losing his footing as the Capo. I need to help somehow.  “Luna, have you seen the news?” Marina asked me as soon as I walked down from my bedroom and into the living room. I shook my head and told her I haven’t been watching. She stood up from the couch and grabbed my hand. She pulled me towards the living room where the tv was and she asked me to sit on the couch with her as sh

It was hard to comprehend killing someone so elusive. It didn’t matter to me that he was a family member. We barely knew each other anyway and it was clear that he intends to hurt my family. I’ve done it before, I’ve killed people but thinking about it now, it was getting difficult for me. Maybe it was the trauma that was holding me back. As Primo lay in bed, asleep, I walked over to the window by our room. The night sky was clear, you could see the stars so clearly. I contemplated what was happening. “Luna?” I heard Primo’s voice. I turned and saw him sitting up on the bed. His instincts still kick in whenever I leave the bed. I thought about what happened to Primo during the time I was kidnapped. Did he ever walk into this room and thought about what I had been doing before I disappeared? Maybe he saw all the cameras I put up and thought that it was put there by