"Why are we meeting the Russos again?" Leo's stomach growled like a starved wolf, restless for a hunt and craving to devour anything that it can sink its fangs in."They called us over for brunch." Enzo turned up the AC. The car got stuffier under the afternoon sun. Leo played Doja cat, then skipped to Drake. He sang along, bobbing his head in a rhythm with the tunes and screwing up the lyrics.He glanced at the rearview mirror. A black Bently and a Porche followed behind. "And why are we bringing our crackhead cousins along?" Leo raised an annoyed brow."Because they are our family." Enzo's eyes were glued to the road the whole time, his face rigid with authority. "And YOU, Leonardo, will make sure they behave. Is that clear?""Those clowns can babysit themselves." Leo drawled, yawning like a lazy tomcat.Enzo shot a deathly glare at his stupid brother. "If you screw up, Leo. I'll have your head impaled on a spike."Leo released a nervous chuckle. "Roger that." He scoffed."How is ev

Nonno ended the meeting in thirty minutes and the two Mafia heads arrived at the table, not to keep others waiting for too long.Lily's breath hitched when she spotted her devilishly handsome fiance. He wore white this time. A white shirt, black pants, and leather loafers, to be specific.The fabric clung to his chiseled body like a second skin and traces of black swirls of tattoos were vague through the thin material. She wanted to decode every bit of ink drawn on his tan skin that traveled all over his arms until it reached his wrists.Very much to her disappointment, he sat on her opposite instead of sitting beside her at the table, but he still held a soft gaze on her. Successfully making her heart flutter and blush crimson.The Salvadoris took over one side of the table and the Russos seized the other side. They were in the open surrounded by plantations and lush a garden bearing all kinds of sweet-smelling flowers. Yet she could barely breathe with so much animosity hanging in t

"Do you regret killing Marco? Even a little bit?""Not even a little." Enzo inhaled a long drag of smoke as he watched Marco's coffin being brought down to a pit.Leo heaved out a beaten sigh. "You gave Lily the scare of a lifetime."Never once in his life did he regret his decisions. Once they are made and executed, there is no going back. Killing Marco was a choice. Anyone who touches a Made Man's woman deserved death.That's the rule of the Cosa Nostra. That's the rule he implemented in his kingdom, and whoever breaks it is never excused.But when things came to Lily, his chest tightened. Her doe eyes widened in mortal horror as she looked at him, tears streaming down her red-rimmed eyes as if she'd cried blood. That image had latched into his heart and mind and sucked his lifeblood like a leech.Lily was everything he wasn't. Kind, agreeable, docile, and everything that is pure and untainted.Everyone loved her. Everyone adored her.She wished the two families to get along, to for

"Hell is empty and all the devils are here." —William Shakespeare ___________________________________________ Heavy club music orbited inside the nightclub, strobe light working out in the crowd. Sitting on the lavish leather couch and owning his regal aura, Enzo glanced down at the time written in his thirty-five thousand dollars Rolex watch. It was past eight and he couldn't believe he was wasting his time watching Leo grinding his crotch against a stripper's ass. Lucio staggered towards the stage, rubbing himself on a stripper pole like he was trying to scratch off a rash on his back, wasted. His twin Luca followed him, taking part in his nonsense. Stephano and Alessio were flirting with a girl he saw at the bar counter, exchanging numbers so they could have a threesome later. The stripper named Tiffany bounded off the dance floor. Keeping her feline brown eyes glued on Enzo, she swayed her hips seductively, her rear end bouncing as she approached him. "Hey, handsome." She

"Mamma Mia!" Nonna chided, stroking the thin lines of defeat on her forehead. "Suck it in, Lily!"Lilliana pulled her stomach in, clenching her abdominal muscles. She looked like she was holding a pee that was about to break out at any moment. "I can't possibly suck my boobs in!" she wheezed out, pulling her lips together in a tight line.The white corset caged her ample breasts together, and they nearly jumped out, unable to take the confinement."It fitted perfectly the last time we tried it at the boutique. How did you gain so much weight already?" Elizabetta huffed, having a hard time tugging the two laces together."Probably because of stress eating," Rosalina muttered, flipping a page of the Vogue magazine."Rose," Nonna stressed a glare at her through her thick, gold-rimmed glasses."It's true." Rosalina shrugged, puckering her bottom lip."It's just a few pounds." Lily breathed out, holding on to the table for some extra support.Elizabetta gave up and let Rosalina take the le