Revenge to the Mafia
Lorenzo’s eyes widened as his body jerked backward before dropping to his knees.
"FUCK…!"
he gasped before collapsing into a pool of his own blood.
"LORENZO!"
Marcus shouted, trying to run to him, but Antonio grabbed his arm, stopping him.
"Don’t! We can’t save him!"
Marcus clenched his teeth, rage burning in his eyes, but he knew Antonio was right. If they tried to rescue Lorenzo now, they would all die. Suddenly, the battlefield fell into a brief silence. And in the middle of the warzone, Leonardo Franches finally emerged. He walked forward slowly, flanked by his men, a victorious smirk playing on his lips. Antonio, his shoulder bleeding and his breath ragged, glared at his brother with pu
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