Todos los capítulos de BLACK SUN: From One Monster to Another: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

"Every person standing in this room was his trusted lieutenant or his closest ear," Rocco continued, his eyes sweeping across the crowd to let the room digest the blow. "I wanted you to hear it directly from me. Because we have explicit proof that my father was assassinated."Shouts, violent curses, and the sound of weapons shifting against leather jackets echoed through the lounge. A wave of raw aggression surged through the room.My thoughts were racing as I tried to process the immediate fallout. Was this the start of a full-scale war across the district, or was it an internal execution? What did this mean for the rest of us working the lower blocks? Was everything about to burn down around us?"I know this is sudden, and I know my age makes some of the senior capos hesitant," Rocco shouted over the noise, stepping closer to the edge of the platform. "But I expect full loyalty as I take over my father's chair. My very first directive as boss will be tracking down every single perso

"About you having a shot with me?" Rocco teased, a faint, dark grin tugging at his lips. "Don't turn this into sex, Rocco," I said, my voice tight. "I'm being completely serious. Did you mean what you said about clearing my family debt?" "It’s just a matter of me updating the ledger at the Commission Hall," Rocco said, stepping closer. "Consider it cleared. Effective today." "Why would you do that for me?" I asked, searching his face. "I can't reconcile this with the guy you used to be. You are seriously messing with my head right now." "My father is dead, Taryn. I can run this family exactly how I see fit without having to answer to his rules anymore," he said softly. "Things are changing around here, and they're changing fast." I didn't have an answer for that, so I just turned on my heel and pushed through the double doors into the back hallway to get the alcohol crates. All I had ever wanted since my parents died was to have my family debt cleared so I wasn't tied to syn

I nodded. "Thanks, Celeste."The walk to my beat-up sedan in the alley was blissfully quiet. Cold air cut through the Vescari District, making the concrete smell of damp asphalt and heavy exhaust. It was peaceful, dark, and exactly what my raw nerves needed. Tonight was meant for oversized sweatpants, locking the deadbolt, and hiding under three heavy blankets.I drove back to Belladonna Flats, wondering if Sienna would be home or if she was spending the night over at Enzo's place. A tiny flicker of petty jealousy flared up as I pulled into my assigned parking space. Sienna's car was gone, and our third-floor windows were completely pitch black. At least one person in this apartment was getting laid tonight. The sudden thought startled me. Where had that even come from? If I genuinely wanted to clear my head with some mind-numbing sex, it was not like I couldn't find a willing soldier down at the local joints. But right now, my body was too sore and exhausted to even think about pulli

"I wanted to talk to you about your family debt. About what I declared in front of Damian at the lounge," he said, his tone turning serious.I straightened up, my hands tightening in my lap. "I should have said thank you for backing him off right away.""Don’t thank me just yet," Rocco said smoothly. "I ran the ledger change past the senior family elders an hour ago. They aren't going to let me just wipe a generational debt off the books simply because I took my father's seat."My shoulders dropped, a heavy weight sinking straight into my stomach. I should have known it was too good to be true. A street girl doesn't just get wiped clean without paying in blood or cash. "It's fine. Thanks for trying, Rocco. Honestly, I’m getting closer every month, and I'm fully capable of paying off the Falcone books myself eventually.""I was completely serious about us, though," he said, stepping right over my deflection. "Every time I’ve said it to you, I meant it. Even when I was just trying to pu

Taryn VescariTHE EXCITEMENT and raw violence in the Crimson Vault Club sub-level were practically suffocating tonight. I knew I had technically agreed to start seeing Rocco Falcone after his visit to my apartment, but I couldn’t stop my eyes from scanning the shadows of the underground club for Vittorio Moretti.I shouldn’t care about a rival family boss. Especially since I knew he was deeply involved in illegal shipments and bloody hits with Enzo Caradonna, but my pulse raced with a dark, dangerous flutter. As I carried heavy silver trays of top-shelf whiskey through the VIP section, the mob crowd parted for me much easier than usual. I wondered if it was because I had stood my ground during the street brawl or because Vittorio had stepped in when Damian Varga grabbed me last time.His lethal dark eyes crashed back into my memories, and I shook my head hard. Maybe Sienna was right and I just needed to let someone knock the edge off. Rocco was the newly crowned Don of the Vescari Dis