Moments later, the mansion became eerily quiet.The sounds of gunfire had faded.The smell of smoke still lingered in the air.Outside, the bodies of fallen men were being dragged away while the wounded were treated under the watchful eyes of Luca's newly allied captains.Inside the mansion, everything had changed.The throne had a new occupant.Luca sat comfortably behind the massive mahogany desk inside Don Roman's study.The very desk he had stood before for years, taking orders.The same chair he had never dared to sit in.Now, it belonged to him.At least, that was what he wanted to believe.He leaned back slowly.The expensive leather creaked beneath his weight.His fingers glided over the polished armrests.A smile spread across his face."So this..."he murmured to himself,"...is what it feels like."On the desk sat an open bottle of aged whisky.Lorenzo's favorite.Luca reached for it.Poured himself another generous glass.Then another.He swallowed both in quick succession
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