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That soft, low chuckle that made you forget he had blood on his cuffs and your phone in his pocket. “Did you know they all had tell-tails about them?” he said, voice easy, casual. “Gianni twitches his eye when he lies. Matteo stutters on vowels. Capo Lorenzo? Sweats like a pig under heat lamps.” He speared another bite of fish. “And you, rabbit… you go very still. Like you’re waiting to hear the nuclear explosion.” I didn’t answer. Not with my mouth, anyway. He reached into his linen jacket like he was pulling out another bad joke. Or a gun. And slid something across the table.

In Italy, everyone was familiar with the name, Stefano De Luca, Luca Alvarez, and Milo Montez, the three Death brothers. Milo smoothed his white dress, finally discarding the feminine voice he'd been using, twirling his knife, he grinned at Gambino. " You wanted attention on your dick, didn't you? Why don't I give you all the attention you need, starting with these disgusting lips" Milo struck the knife into Gambino's lips, slicing them in half, Gambino let out a painful shriek as blood splurted all over. " I told you he'd destroy this fucker's lips" Luca's eyes shone with excitement at the sight of the blood, picking up his golden lighter, he stalked towards Gambino

He was stunned by my question because he thought I would know it since it was written in Italian. “I get the look on your face. The truth is, I can't even speak Italian to save my life,” I admitted. It was needless, but I needed to be honest just to get some piece of information. “Clearly!” He nodded to mock me. “To start with, my name's Stefano, and I suggest you stick to that. I don't enjoy you whistling at me every godforsaken time,” he warned me. “Aye Sire,” I saluted.

The next day, Luca greeted me with his usual cheerful energy. “Morning, Selene!” He waved the flashcards in his hand. “Are you ready for today’s practice?” I nodded shyly and sat at the table. We worked on simple words again. Eat. Happy. Afraid. Hurt. Alpha. That last one made me pause. I stared at it, the letters blurry for a second. Luca noticed. “Alpha,” he said gently. “That word means a lot, doesn’t it?” I nodded again. Slowly.

"I'm going to the basement. I need a doctor to check this out." "I'm coming with you!" Aurora says quickly as she helps him up. I turn around and head upstairs to Stefano. He's back at the computer typing away. He's really good at this. As I enter the room I realize he hasn't noticed me because his eyes still focus on the screen. I stand next to him once again and he looks up at me. "I found it." Translation: Fratelli: brothers Sorella: sister Stronzo: asshole Uccisore: killer

Chiara’s POV With the money and identification cards spread across my desk, I noticed there was one final item still inside the envelope. A letter. I pulled it out slowly and unfolded it. The handwriting was unmistakable. Luciano De Luca’s. It read: Whether you choose to remain with Nightfall or travel elsewhere, you and your child will forever be welcomed and respected here. These cards will ensure that you may always return. Sincerely, Alpha King Luciano De Luca My fingers tightened around the paper.

Alaris *** "Alex!" A loud, excited yelp made me groan internally. What was so exciting about meeting my Beta? Wasn't she the one who was, apparently, nervous about the entire situation? Because she wasn't sounding anywhere near it to my ears. What I found more annoying was my Beta greeting her back with the same enthusiasm. "Sera!" "If you two are done with your greetings, can we focus on the more pressing matter here?" I couldn't hold myself back any longer. Their loud chirpings were getting my wolf worked up.

Then the four of them climbed into Johnny’s SUV and drove to the warehouse. “Mr. Mancini, thank God you came. These gorillas kidnapped me,” the man said nervously when they entered. “Ouch, now I’m a gorilla? That hurts,” Kevin joked. “What’s your name?” Alessandro asked. “Stefano Lombardi, sir,” the young man replied. “Your family—Bianca Lombardi?” Alessandro asked sharply. “No, sir. I don’t know any Bianca in my family, sir.” Alessandro laughed coldly. “Alright. You’ve got two choices. One—the easy way. Or two—the hard way.”

Lorenzo said rubbing my back up and down with his hand. I pulled away from Lorenzo and hugged my other three brothers. "Be safe, okay Insetto dell'amore." Matteo said making me nod my head against his chest. (Insetto dell'amore- lady bug.) Multiple footsteps were heard coming down the stairs making me pull away from Matteo to see Luca, Domenico and Giovanni with their book bags. "I thought you were in the car." Luca said making me chuckle. "I decided to hug the rest of our brothers but, before we leave I'm gonna go let dad know that we're going to school." I said and they nodded their heads.

There was no way she could stand in front of those many crowds and say something. Luciano's Family? Wasn't that an Italian family? Might as well be a Mafia family. "No, I'm not joking. Write down some things sweety, you can do it. Just say anything you want to say based on the market base and shipments and also...let them know who's the Boss." He said, and the smile on her lips widened. She knew what he was talking about. She had recalled that incident with the maid that was trying to talk rubbish the very same day they had arrived in Italy.