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She held her swollen cheek, her eyes full of unyielding arrogance. "Lorenzo, you said that as long as I was willing to come back to you, you would support me in whatever I did." Sofia smiled somewhat disappointedly. "It seems I placed too much hope in you." She strode away after she finished speaking, with Lorenzo immediately following to explain. Just then, Sofia stumbled and accidentally bumped into the half-demolished sculpture. With a loud crash, accompanied by Lorenzo's strangled cry, the sculpture fell on top of them. Blood stained the serene face of my mother that was carved into the sculpture.

‘This book is about the Italian Mafia, which is based mainly on the Italian mainland and Sicily. As such, when the main characters talk to each other sometimes it is in Italian, if you do not understand Italian I have translated the words into English in the brackets. The Italian speech is to make the storyline more authentic and I believe it enhances it. It will not distract from your enjoyment of the plot or the characters. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you

Meadow’s POV: “Well?” “Well, what?” I muttered absentmindedly, not looking up from my laptop screen. I’d just finished class for today and was trying to do some research for my homework, but Nova was doing a good job in distracting me. “Do you like this one?” she asked. “It’s gonna look hot on you.” I looked up at her, slowly scanning the sea-green silk dress she was holding up with a hanger. And then, pinching the bridge of my nose, I replied: “I already told you I’m not going to the opening, Nova.”

Chapter five Micah’s POV What the fuck kind of mafia N*****x nightmare had I landed in? Was I being tested? Everything that had happened from the warehouse till now felt surreal, like I’d wake up in a cold sweat any second and laugh at how messed up my dreams had gotten. But I wasn’t waking up. And Elio Romano... God. What the hell was that earlier? Why did he storm in like a man possessed, only to stop short like he was fighting himself? There’d been tension in the air, thick enough to choke on.

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Daisy spread the scroll in front of old Master ren,she mark the list of website she as searched and start with the unmarked one. "This is an old Chinese word,it's really difficult to find the meaning?" Daisy lament handing the sheet to old Master ren,his mouth twitch as he study the language. Old Master Ren a tall muscular man,bald,fair and always in a white robe and a scroll in his hand. "This is not a old Chinese word" He said with an heavy Chinese accent. "What do you mean master?" "I mean,"He tilt his head. "This word is very simple to understand" Daisy beam,rubbing her hand together.

… "Lone smoke rises up straight in the great desert; setting sun disappears as a circle above the long river." The rusted sword flashed with a red light in Ding Hao's right hand as he wrote down this famous sentence that came down through the ages in his previous world, and he wrote with the strokes of regular script, a chirography of Chinese characters from his previous world. Every stroke was nice and vigorous and forceful. In the eyes of the Saber Master and the Sword Master, they were full of the indescribable breath of the Dao.

“I see. Is it because I’m a mafia boss?” I looked away from him. “Well, yes. I mean, you don’t look like someone who would fancy reading. You’re hard as a rock, so I doubt that you are interested in books. You can’t blame me much,” I said defensively. Zayn opened the first book in his hand. “Dantes Tu…” he spoke fluidly in French, causing my jaw to drop on the floor. “So, future wife, never judge a book by its cover, you might be stunned at the various facets it would have.”

[Old at Heart; Wicked at Soul. All White Ways become Darkened!] 'A night at Castle Of Darkness; Where Lord Rafael and his Lady, Mauve Dwells. ••• "I hope you remember our agreement. We now know that the book is written in ancient Greek— you just have to find the 'translator' and I will do the rest." Mauve said in a murmur that slightly sounded like a lullaby to Wendell as his vision began getting blurry promptly after she puffed. She turned her features— together with her figure at Wendell after he did not respond.