The doctor attended to him quickly as the other men rallied around, trying to help. He groaned slightly as he checked the time on his wristwatch. He had less than a minute to live. He held his son's hand and stared at him, emotions building up in his eyes. “I love you, my son.” he managed to say before breathing heavily.***Giovanni drove speedily on the highway. He looked at his watch multiple times as he stepped on the gas, increasing his acceleration. He had decided to drive alone. He had no man with him in the car, and none was following him. He had decided to do everything in secrecy. His car slowly eased to a stop in front of the gates of Romano's mansion. He lowered the window of the car and stared at the men who nodded at him before allowing him entry. The gate was opened wide for him and he drove in, parking his car in a comfortable position. The guard at the gate stared at the back of Giovanni's car as he drove in before picking up his phone.“Giovanni Cherisi just arrived

Seventeen years ago.Matteo Verrilli sat engrossed on his chair, engrossed in his work. There was a pile of documents cleanly stacked on one side of the table while he laptop lay open in front of him. He punched the keyboard gently, staring at the results displayed on the screen. Matteo Verrilli was a handsome and perfectly built thirty seven year old man with a dirty brown hair and perfect hairline. He had a sharpened jawline and thick black beards that added to his masculine beauty. Born as the only child to his father, he took over the leadership of the family's business after getting married at twenty five.A knock sounded on the door of his office and he raised his head from his table to stare at the door. The knock came a second time and he shouted for the guest to come in. Few seconds later, the door was pushed open by one of his guards, accompanied by two strange men. The guard walked in and bowed towards Matteo.“They asked to see you. They said you have been expecting them.”

Joan, Luigi's daughter drove through the almost empty road. The volume of the music in her car was turned high making the car reverberate with the music. She shook her head violently while singing along loudly. Her car screeched to a stop as a car swiftly intercepted hers from a corner. She stared in shock with a fast thumping heart as the driver of the car walked to her car and pulled the door open.“Shhh. Keep quiet and get into the car.” the driver said, pointing a gun at her. She sat in shock, unable to react to the threat. In times like this, she wished she had learned martial arts when her father forced her to. She was still thinking when she was forcefully yanked out of the car before being pushed into the attacker's car. The attacker tied her up, leaving her in the back side of the car before getting into the driver's seat and driving away. She lay in the back seat of the car, her hands and legs were tied by the same rope and they were starting to ache due to the position she

Enzo bowed his head slightly and sighed loudly before he started speaking. There were a lot of things to be said and he trusted his uncle to listen. Uncle Morelli was his favorite relative while growing up, he treated them with love and care and that drew them even closer.“My name is Lorenzo Verrilli.” he started and the shocked look that crossed his uncle's face was unmistakable.“What!?” he screamed. Lorenzo was his nephew. His parents had died about two decades ago and nothing had been heard of him again. Most people in the family held the opinion that he was dead. Hd had tried looking for them, combing the entire city of Palermo and its environs. The search had lasted for about a year and when he didn't find them, he finally gave up. Now it seems like fate had answered his prayer.“I am Lorenzo Verrilli, the only son of Matteo Verrilli and rightful heir of the Verrilli family,” Enzo repeated himself firmly.“Prove it.” Uncle Morelli replied, fixing his eyes firmly on him. He got u

Everything was gradually starting to fall into place. He just had to make a simple push. After meeting with Morelli in the early hours of the afternoon, he had moved to go see Mikael. Though he didn't know who he was, he trusted Mikael to make the right choice. ****The Verrilli family elders were seated in the room that served as their meeting point. Today was the day they were to decide on the new Don. An invitation had been sent to Mikael and he was yet to turn up. After waiting for over twenty minutes, he finally arrived, dressed in a plain black tee.“We believe that you have given thought to what the council requested of you. We will be making a decision today.” One of the elders said to him and he nodded silently.Morelli sat on his seat quietly and watched as the proceeding began. He was dressed in black slacks, a blue long-sleeve shirt, and a pullover. His eyes met with that of Mikael and they stared at each other for a few seconds before Mikael broke the stare, choosing to f