All Chapters of S.I.X: The Mafia's Kryptonite: Chapter 111 - Chapter 113

Marco The last time I had walked down the aisle of the cathedral had been on my wedding day. Looking back now, it felt like eons ago, even though it had only been months. Then, I was smartly dressed in an expensive black tux with matching shiny shoes. I may have been the happiest that day. I was getting married to the woman of my dreams. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I didn’t have a care in the world. Everyone was here—Nonna was at the front pew grinning from ear to ear. Even my men, who were usually always on guard, were relaxed that day. Nothing could go wrong, they had thought to themselves. Today I wore black. No, it wasn’t a tux. It was the first suit I laid hands on as I opened the wardrobe. My shoes weren’t shiny, not like they were on my wedding day. And Nonna wasn’t in the front cheering me on, because I was following her casket to the front of the church. I stood in the front with Francesco on one side and Emilio on the other. W

MarcoThe sun had started to set when we lowered Nonna into the ground. The sound of the soil hitting the top of the coffin was dull.People stood quietly in a wide circle, their heads bowed. Some were crying, others were whispering prayers under their breath.I squatted near the grave, my elbows resting on my knees, fingers knotted together so tight they ached. The dug-up grave made me realize just how final it was.I was never going to see her again. I stared at the spot where they’d just buried the only woman who ever gave a damn whether I lived or died.“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I’m sorry I failed you.”Francesco was quiet beside me. Bianca stood a few paces back, her arms crossed over her chest.“I won’t fail you again,” I murmured. “I’ll protect this family. I swear on your grave, and I’ll find them, every last one of them, and make them regret this.”Francesco stepped forward and cleared his throat. His voice cracked. “We’ll make you proud, Nonna. Even if it kills us, even if