The Romano estate’s great hall had been cleared, the chandeliers blazing overhead, the heavy oak table stretching like the altar of a cathedral. It wasn’t just a meeting tonight it was war.Matteo stood at the head of the table, jacket off, sleeves rolled up, his forearms inked with the tattoos of his bloodline. The heads of his family Luca, Raffaele, Enzo, Salvatore, and a handful of lesser lieutenants took their seats in tense silence.Bianca stood at his right side. She wasn’t supposed to be here. The war council was for blood families only, for men who had been sworn to the Romano name since birth. But no one dared to tell Matteo that Bianca could not attend. Not anymore.Matteo placed his hands flat on the table, leaning forward.“The Morettis have taken enough,” he said, his voice low, controlled. “They’ve cut into our shipments, stolen our men, and kidnapped what belongs to me.” His gaze slid toward Bianca, sharp and protective. “That ends tonight. I’m declaring open war.”The
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