He finally saw them. My amber eyes. A perfect match for my mother's."Scarlett?" His voice trembled.I nodded frantically, tears and blood streaming down my face.The color drained from Leopold's face. The cold Don was gone. In his place was a father who had just seen his daughter broken and bleeding.Rocco, still clueless, stepped forward to take credit. "Don, this woman had the nerve to claim she was your daughter. I've already taught her some manners...""Manners," Leopold repeated with a cold sneer. Then he drew his gun.BANG!Rocco screamed and collapsed, blood gushing from his thigh."Tell me," Leopold said, the barrel of the gun now aimed at Rocco's head. "What did you do to my daughter?"The word "daughter" hung in the air. The faces of Julius, his parents, and Rocco went white."Boss, I didn't know—" Rocco shook his head, too terrified to answer the question.But if he wouldn't talk, his men would. Faced with the Don's fury, one of them started babbling.The cigar burn. The di
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