All Chapters of Enemies At The Altar : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Moretti's fingers rested on the black chess piece representing Mark.Then he smiled."Every king discovers the truth eventually.""The crown is never the heaviest thing.""It's the decisions."The next morning, the Romano mansion was already awake before sunrise.Servants hurried through the corridors.Captains waited outside the conference room.Telephones rang without pause.The empire had not stopped because its ruler had changed.If anything...It demanded more.Mark stood outside Don Romano's office.The large oak door remained closed.For years, he had entered this room as a soldier.A strategist.A son.Today...He entered as the Don.He pushed the door open.Nothing had changed.The shelves were lined with leather-bound ledgers.The old globe still stood beside the window.Don Romano's chessboard remained exactly as it had been left.Even his reading glasses rested on the desk.It was as though the old man had simply stepped out for a moment.Mark slowly walked around the room

The following morning, the Romano war room was filled before sunrise.A massive map of northern Italy covered the centre table.Red markers identified territories where smaller mafia families had begun refusing Romano authority.Blue markers represented loyal allies.Every hour, another red marker seemed to appear.The atmosphere was tense.Several captains were already arguing before Mark entered."We should strike first."Captain Salvi slammed his hand on the table."If we let them gather, they'll only grow bolder."Captain Bruno shook his head."A full-scale attack will push the neutral families into Moretti's arms.""They're already heading there," Salvi snapped."They're testing us because they think we're weak.""They're testing us because they're afraid."Bruno shot back.The argument grew louder.The doors opened.The room immediately fell silent.Mark walked in with Mia beside him.Marco, Valentina and Luca followed.Mark took his seat at the head of the table.Mia sat beside

Two nights later, the Romano family attended the annual gathering of the Northern Syndicate. It was one of the few occasions when rival families, allies, and neutral organizations gathered under a temporary truce. Weapons were forbidden inside. At least... Officially. Everyone knew hidden guns were only part of mafia etiquette. The grand ballroom glittered beneath crystal chandeliers. Classical music drifted through the room. Businessmen in tailored suits discussed contracts over expensive wine. Beautiful women laughed politely, though their eyes never stopped watching. Every smile carried a purpose. Every handshake concealed an intention. The moment Mark and Mia entered, conversations paused. Eyes followed them across the room. The new Don. The woman who had quietly dismantled Moretti's alliance. They were no longer newcomers. They were becoming legends. Luca leaned toward Marco and whispered, "I miss the days when people ignored us." Marco looked straight ahead.

Those had been Mia's last words before they left the bedroom. Neither of them knew that, somewhere inside the Romano empire... Someone had already chosen betrayal. The following morning, Mark summoned only five people to his office. Marco. Valentina. Luca. Carlo, the intelligence chief. And Mia. The doors were locked behind them. Mark placed a photograph of Captain Vittorio on the table. "This ends today." Marco nodded. "The convoy ambush confirmed our suspicions." "But suspicion isn't enough." Valentina added. "If we're going to accuse a captain of treason, every family will demand undeniable proof." Mark looked around the room. "Then we'll give them proof." He walked to the large map on the wall. "This afternoon, every captain will receive confidential orders." Luca smiled. "Different orders?" Mark nodded. "Completely different." He picked up five sealed envelopes. "Each envelope contains the location of a secret Romano cash transfer." He looked at Carlo.

Moretti ended the call. The photographer packed away his camera and disappeared into the darkness. The hunt had entered a new phase. The next morning, the Romano mansion felt colder than usual. No one knew why they had been summoned to the Assembly Hall. Only that the order had come directly from Don Mark. Attendance was mandatory. Captains. Soldiers. Senior advisers. Every important member of the Romano family filled the ancient hall. Whispers echoed between the stone walls. "What happened?" "Is it another attack?" "Did they find the traitor?" No one had an answer. At precisely nine o'clock, the great doors opened. Mark entered first, dressed in a black suit. Mia walked beside him. Marco, Valentina, Luca and Carlo followed closely behind. The conversations stopped instantly. Mark climbed the platform and stood before the Don's chair. He didn't sit. Today wasn't about power. It was about justice. "Bring him in." The command echoed through the hall. Two guard