Half a Lifetime Later—My Mafia Princess is Finally Mine
He ran the whole network with Elio, our half-brother, and even that thin thread felt like too little sometimes.
Salvatore trusted few, he trusted fewer with his life. He didn’t even fully trust Elio, but there was no one else. Elio was the closest thing Salvatore had to a brother, and right now that had to be enough.
I sat on the edge of my bed and breathed shallow over and over trying to push the fear down so I could think. I replayed Rino’s words in my head: South Loop, thirty men, thin rotation.