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“My name, like yours, is a half truth.” I blinked at him. That was the moment, the moment all secrets would be revealed. “What is your name?” His gaze locked on mine. “Giovanni Domenico Mancini Ferrante. My father is Giovanni Ferrante, head of the Ferrante family.” My stomach dropped. The room seemed to spin and I grabbed hold of him, my eyes never leaving his. “You’re a Ferrante?” Of all the secrets, I was not expecting that. “Technically, yes.”

, she added, looking at me with a stoic expression. I shrugged my shoulders at her and blinked confidently. “Vincenzo gets dethroned by the council for a stupid reason. He leaves without a fight because his best friend convinces him that everything would be taken care of, only for Vincenzo to get killed shortly after”, I said, placing a finger on my chin. “And then, this all works out well for Manuel, a Beta who now oversees the entire territory. Nobody could get it that great by coincidence”, I said in a pondering tone.

She noticed that he only went for work on the second day of their marriage and rest of the days he had worked in the office with his men on his beck and call. She was horrified when she came to knew that the new on the television of Gold stolen was the his husband doing. She knew her husband was no saint man. She read about him on the internet. The man was the leader of the California most dangerous mafia organisation “Scorpio” He is not to be messed with. He hates disobedience and disrespect. In his country, he holds control. He is called a beast. He kills without remorse. He is Alessandro Emilio, the greatest mafia lord of California's most powerful and dangerous group, SCORPIO.

he added, trying to explain to me everything in a short but precise manner. I took a deep breath and shut my eyes close. Why am I even this worried for this man to the point that I don't need to pretend because it just came out so naturally? He is the well known Sain Czar Ildefonso, he is merciless, ruthless, and a notorious mafiaso. He is dangerous, defending himself will be easy for him. I shouldn't get worried. "Alright..." I breath out. "But we need to go to the hospital, Cassinno is bleeding"

Filippo understands my silence as a consent to continue talking. “My name is Filippo Valentini, the youngest of the Valentini family. I am part of the most dangerous family in Italy…” “Of that, I already know,” I interrupted him. Filippo faces me, his countenance is that of someone exhausted, but not only physically, mentally as well.

“No, sir, you are mistaken.” “Relax, my lady, I will protect you. Those people are the worst; they are lazy people who do not work; they are associated with taking from those of us who do. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Avelino Perez, and I will serve you in whatever you need.” The old man stretched out his hand, leaving the road to look at her.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

I once thought I'd marry him, I loved him, I still do, but I am not in love with him, and he is forever bound to Belle Valentino. I am sitting upright on my bed, staring at his name as it flashes through my screen, repeatedly. Relectantly, I pick it up. "Baby." He says, and I grin, immediately switching it to face time. "Marcello." I laugh. Damain Marcello Mikealson is a very handsome italian man, perfect but weighed by past love and trauma. One of the things we all share is Trauma. "Clementine," He grins childishly. "How is London?"

They were absolutely beautiful, Capri could not help but call him with tears rolling down her cheeks to say thank you. Belle told her grandmother that Leo and Capri talked everyday and that they were so in love. Poor thing did not know the half of it. She just couldn’t help that Capri was back and her family in her eyes would finally be completed. They had their own plan of Capri having a baby and how Belle would be the perfect big sister. They even had a baby girls name picked out “Penelope Reign,” and her being spoiled just the way Belle was. If it was boy, Leo and capri were on their own.

“It is for Alpha Arturo, I…” “Get one of the wine bottles, Alana, and fill this with water.” He said, looking at the woman over his shoulder again before he turned his attention to me. The maid left us alone before the man extended his hand to me, making me frown in confusion. “I am Lorenzo, Alpha Arturo’s second beta, I don’t think that I have introduced myself to you.” “I beg your pardon?” I asked, voicing out my confusion. The man was just giving me a warning and now he was introducing himself to me? That was not something that I understood.