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Lorenzo introduced. “Nice to meet you,Fab.”Miguel said stretching his hand to her. Lorenzo glared at him. Who says he could abbreviate her name? “It’s Fabiola,”He reminded and took Miguel’s hand away preventing him from shaking hands with his wife. Miguel laughed, not caring about Lorenzo's arrogance, and his gaze stayed on Fabiola. Fabiola felt disgusted each time she met his eyes. she couldn't imagine that such a cold Lorenzo could have such a rude and sultry family member!

I place my hand on Fabrico's hand and he stared at me before nodding. "Sure, sure honey," he said before raising his glass of water to his lips. Liano's phone suddenly starts ringing and he excused himself to answer the call. Fabrico is busy putting sauce on Freya and Russo's plate of pasta so I help myself to more toast. "Why aren't you eating?"Fabrico questioned. "I am" "No I mean, the pasta" he drops the ceramic bowl and then faces me. Liano comes back in. "You're only having the toast."

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

I pointed out. "He is, he's now an affiliate of yours, we're meeting up with him to discuss the work in Argentina and Belize, his name is Artero McNeel, he's from France" she explains. "And what exactly will we be doing with him?" I ask putting emphasis on the we. "He's a friend of Luca's, your father cheated him last year in some stocks and bonds investments, so he's willing to do anything we want" she says with a relaxed smile. This is what I'm talking about, she just smiles.

So does my back. A shape blocks the light. My eyes adjust, and I convulse back. I don't recognize the man as he smiles, exhibiting the long protruding canines from his mouth as he places his hands on the car frame. He cocks his deeply scarred face, jagged lines that worsen as his smile broadens. "Hello Andrea."

Carlos asked shakily but he didn't wait for Mattia to reply before he continues " Maximo Santino is a wanted criminal in every countries. You can't include him in this ... " " And who else is more competent? " Mattia yell suddenly, jolting the two other men. He sighed roughly as he pulled off his glasses before he continues smoothly as if he never yelled out. " Konstantin Dmitri is a Russian Mafia Boss, what is wrong in it if I call in the sadistic Italian Mafia Boss into this? Do you both have any other options? " Minutes passes slowly without Mattia getting any response. He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table.

He began to scrutinize the sheets Fabio had just handed him, carefully examining them for any crucial information he could use to support his current plans. Fabio Saramossa himself was of Italian descent, having devoted over 20 years to Raphael. As his right-hand man, Fabio had undertaken numerous tasks, from the mundane to the dangerously risky. For him, Raphael's word was law; contradicting it was unthinkable, let alone failing to carry out his orders.

Fabio is very good with the computer, he's also a hacker. I don't know how he always does it so effortlessly. I took out a chocolate bar, attempting to eat it, when Fabio slapped it out of my hand. “What the fuck man?” “It has grape as one of the ingredients.” He said while typing on his laptop. “Oh,” I said while scratching my head awkwardly, he has always acted like an overprotective big brother, I now get it. “Guys, I'm in.” We heard Greg speak from the microphone. “Good, let this mission finally begin,” I said while sitting up.

I tell him in the little earpieces. “ What kind of safe is it?” “ It’s unlike anything I have seen before. But I know I can do it.” I check my little backpack and I remove my small tool, a baby of mine I call the Besto Masterkey, I designed it myself. I can scan any safe with it, and it always provides me with the correct combinations. The thing is, I am the only one who can use this little tool. I wait until it scans the safe and I wait for about 10 minutes until the combination is formed, I press the numbers and I clear the click sound. I can't hold my smile. They lock open and do the drawer. It’s filled with diamonds as well as the Ruby tones we wanted. One particular stone stands out, it

he said flatly, lifting a glass of whiskey to his mouth. Ice clinked as his fingers shifted. I couldn’t help noticing the small, bleeding cuts across his knuckles... and remembering what that man’s face looked like afterward. Goddess, Lorenzo was a sexy brute. “That’s me… Victoria Bian… Greco” I answered, standing there like I was in an interview. “About last night…” “The first time, you didn’t think the Greco family was worthy. You were too ‘precious,’” he cut in coldly, one dark brow lifting.